A famous wolf facing winter
You're on the dark side of the moon
You're howling out for help, lost in your cradle
There no one you can hold responsable
No one you can hold on to
I wonder why you ran away
You couldn't stand those rainy days
I wonder why you had to go and get busted for blow
Down in Mexico
I still count you as my friend
A curled finger on my hand
I wonder why you had to go and get caught with that blow
Down in Mexico
Your daughter's going on seventeen
And she's riding the machine
To me she's still little Mari-Jo
But heal they on no hurry he
Thankful you chose to leave
I wonder why you ran away
You couldn't stand those rainy days
I wonder why you had to go and get busted for blow
Down in Mexico
I still count you as my friend
A curled finger on my hand
I wonder why you had to go and get caught with that blow
Down in Mexico
Was that something missing so bad
So bad, you had to risk it all...
I wonder why you ran away
You couldn't stand those rainy days
I wonder why you had to go and get busted for blow
Down in Mexico
I still count you as my friend
A curled finger on my hand
I wonder why you had to go and get busted for blow
Instead of blowing hot with us in the band...
In the band
You're on the dark side of the moon
You're howling out for help, lost in your cradle
There no one you can hold responsable
No one you can hold on to
I wonder why you ran away
You couldn't stand those rainy days
I wonder why you had to go and get busted for blow
Down in Mexico
I still count you as my friend
A curled finger on my hand
I wonder why you had to go and get caught with that blow
Down in Mexico
Your daughter's going on seventeen
And she's riding the machine
To me she's still little Mari-Jo
But heal they on no hurry he
Thankful you chose to leave
I wonder why you ran away
You couldn't stand those rainy days
I wonder why you had to go and get busted for blow
Down in Mexico
I still count you as my friend
A curled finger on my hand
I wonder why you had to go and get caught with that blow
Down in Mexico
Was that something missing so bad
So bad, you had to risk it all...
I wonder why you ran away
You couldn't stand those rainy days
I wonder why you had to go and get busted for blow
Down in Mexico
I still count you as my friend
A curled finger on my hand
I wonder why you had to go and get busted for blow
Instead of blowing hot with us in the band...
In the band