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Pack up, get away, there's nothing left for you
Your time is running out, your welcome here is through
I can't believe you don't hear me when I say
One thing I scream to you, "My dear, you cannot stay"

Ah, Ah, Ah-a-a-a
Raised by wolves

They're all rising up and taking to the streets
These roads are cold and dark in the midst of Southern heat
Burned down a single house that was full of broken sin
I still cant believe the shit that you are in

Ah, Ah, Ah-a-a-a
Raised by wolves

You came from Southern Rock and a house that speaks the truth
Your worries slip away in a glass of sweet vermouth
You wasn't raised by no cowards, thieves or fools
No, no, no, raised by wolves

Ah, Ah, Ah-a-a-a
Raised by wolves

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from The Red Bull Sessions, released July 4, 2014

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Robert Jon & The Wreck California

Music, Miles, and Whiskey. These three words embody the lion-strength energy of the ever-touring power-house tour-de-force Southern Rock quintet, better known as Robert Jon & The Wreck. Catch them in a city near you and #getwrecked!

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