Wolf. Coyote. Jackal. Dog

I met a man with lifts in his shoes

Watery eyes and a clicking tongue

As I washed my hands, disbanded

He gave me some dreamboat advice

And a house to go with it

He said to follow the money trail

Up an up an up you go

And freedom means never

Having to go to trial

And don't forget to stay

Underestimated

And always kill them with kindness

He lives in a pre-war clock tower

It's a family building

But he loves the twentieth century

His associates are beautiful

But in my dream they were made of cardboard

Cause he made my girlfriend cut her curly locks

And paint one wall yellow

But now my plain Jane has delusions

She can't stand mirrors

And claims he shot the angels on her shoulders

With an invisible gun

He said vanity is a perfect eight

As he rubbed his pinky ring

He knows the root of every game tree

Still he loves to test me

It gives him a shiny glow