in the stained yellow glow
of midnight's exhaust
we spat syllables
stumbled and swayed

when from the back room shadows
the wolves slunk towards the street
pack snapping and snarling
stalking carbonated prey

and ceasing all revel
the crowd gathered and frothed
as blood in the air
put teeth in their eyes

I sat inside jawed
in righteous disdain
shaking and slurping
shaking and slurping

cloaked by howling contempt
chocked by the scowling exempt
pulled to the mouth of visceral need
and drawn to the working of thieves

Lyrics submitted by HellionChild

Jukebox Creek song meanings
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