Salvation for Wolves - The Last Gang

You can cry to me, my love, and I will sing to you

Put your faith in me now, baby, I’ll never be untrue

Tell me all of your fears, child, and all your crazy dreams

Let me be the one thing that you can trust in and believe

Never alone with the radio man

Mr. Costello hold my hand

Oh the Lord has lost sheep

Lost souls selling cheap for the betting hand

But whose damnation, salvation

For the wolves on the prowl with a natural goal

Peel the old skin away and bite down extra hard

Feel my pulse, the energy and I’ll give you all I’ve got

A friend when there is no one

A lover bitter sweet

A lyrical muse to ease the pain

And a family thick as thieves

Never alone with the radio man

Mr. Costello hold my hand

Oh the Lord has lost sheep

Lost souls selling cheap for the betting hand

But whose damnation, salvation

For the wolves on the prowl with a natural goal

Whose salvation (x3) for the wolves