Up the wolves

There's bound to be a ghost 

At the back of your closet,

No matter where you live.

There'll always be a few things, 

Maybe several things,

That you're gonna find really difficult to forgive.

There's gonna come a day 

When you'll feel better.

You'll rise up free and easy on that day.

And float from branch to branch,

Lighter than the air.

Just when that day is coming, 

Who can say,

Who can say.

Our mother has been absent,

Ever since we founded Rome

But there's gonna be a party 

When the wolf comes home.

We're gonna commandeer 

The local airwaves.

To tell the neighbors what's been going on.

And they will shake their heads,

And wag their bony fingers

In all the wrong directions,

And by daybreak we'll be gone.

I'm gonna get myself in fighting trim.

Scope out every angle 

Of unfair advantage.

I'm gonna bribe the officials,

I'm gonna kill all the judges,

It's gonna take you people years

To recover from all of the damage

Our mother has been absent,

Ever since we founded Rome.

But there's gonna be a party 

When the wolf comes home.

- John Darnielle