The Gonzo Wolf

This is a song about growing up in a racist small town where people have gone missing Trumpean style long before it was (obviously) publicly accepted aka my entire life; possibly longer. It’s about friends, pasture parties, bootleggers, and old ladies with hush hush stories about illegal abortion clinics and hooch parlors. In other words: home…according to my birth certificate. Enjoy. Music and lyrics property of Gonzo Wolf Productions LLC Dallas, Texas. Any opposition may file their complaint with their mom. Even if she’s dead. Especially if she’s dead.