Feral Buddleia Paroles

Sometimes all the wolves, all the forces have to meet in the wood
After they've caught sometimes a man, sometimes a dog
To judge'em in front of their count
I've heard the wolf was the lawyer, the bear the prosecutor
Who claimed : Dog, you've betrayed ! On this rope, you will sway, like your master, too : your funeral is my trial !
You'll pay for your sins, grinned the fox, let's make a leather of your skin

Will you stop breaking my balls, cried the fox, I'm gonna turn your dick into a hole
Man, the wheat it won't grow, you'll just reep what you sow
So the water, she'll say : no, I will never ever flow
Have these three headed salmons for your swollen appetite !