| Denim, studs and leather all the way
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| They call him a wilfull gambler who’s going astray
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| Looking for a grain of fortune for feeling alive
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| But the know-all and riff-raff never dies
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| The law demands it’s order
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| He’s bored with all their lies
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| He can’t take it any longer,
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| His anger will arise
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| He’s a lone wolf, furious and castaway
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| Yes, he’s a lone wolf
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| And he’s on the prowl again
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| He’s totally disobedient and he’s strong
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| They disparage and revile him,
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| Saying that he is wrong
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| Unmercifully accused of living free
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| But the denial of the truth is not a spree
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| The law demands it’s order
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| He’s bored with all their lies
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| He can’t take it any longer,
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| His anger will arise
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| He’s a lone wolf, furious and castaway
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| Yes, he’s a lone wolf and he’s on the prowl again
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| He’s a lone wolf, furious and castaway
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| Yes, he’s a lone wolf and he’s on the prowl again
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| Yes, he’s a lone wolf
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| Yes, he’s a lone wolf
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| A lone wolf on the prowl again
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| The wrath and the revolution
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| Are rising on and on The youth stands strong and tight
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| Until the «War «is won
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| Politicians and the church are running down the youth
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| They’re trying oh, so hard to twist the truth
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| The law demands it’s order
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| He’s bored with all their lies
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| He can’t take it any longer,
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| His anger will arise
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| He’s a lone wolf, furious and castaway
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| Yes, he’s a lone wolf and he’s on the prowl again
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| He’s a lone wolf, furious and castaway
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| Yes, he’s a lone wolf and he’s on the prowl again |