You are, you are, you are
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck
Fuck everything else I can see
I know, fuck you I hate you so fucking much
I know you think I'm crazy
Cause I think you're a fucking fag
Sam the music sounds good man.
You've been practicing
Sam this is Wolf
He's new here
Wolf this is Sam
Sam and his band have been here at Flog Gnaw for a while
Sam's gonna show you around while I fill out these last minute field trip slips, alright?
So you guys into Jazz?
Look, Wolf, Prairie Dog, Ronzell,
Whatever the fuck your name is
We don't fuck with you or anybody else here, alright?
You stay the fuck out our way and we'll stay out of yours, capisce?
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What better way to open Wolf than with a conversation with yourself or your other self or your alter ego? Dr. TC and Wolf and Sam are all highly strung outlets for Tyler, the Creator to express himself – this off-kilter, slightly schizophrenic exchange sets the stage for the whole album; [LISTEN].
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