Letra da Música Mr. Coyote and the Terrible Things He Taught His Children de James Spaite

The coyotes they sing out here
In the dark before the cockadoodle crows
And the freedom of daylight draws near
The coyotes howl a painful song to my ears
And I hear less hope than a sad Negro Spiritual
Sung by mothers in tears

So I asked Coyote
Why he does the things he does
And he replied to me softly
Because I am my father's son

But I told him that
Things can change
They don't have to stay the same
But he stopped me and he said

Arghh-woo
I'm a slave to the moon
Arghh-woo
I'm a Coyote and it's just what we do

The coyotes
Oh, they waste their time out here
In the dark chasing their own tails
Running in circles of fear

So I asked Coyote
Why he does the things he does
And he replied to me softly
Because I am my father's son

But I told him that
Things can change
They don't have to stay the same
But he stopped me and he said

Arghh-woo
I'm a slave to the moon
Arghh-woo
I'm a Coyote and it's just what we do

OO, but I told him that
You don't have to have
The bitter taste in your mouth no more
From the sour grapes your parents ate
That was their choice not your's
I believe a father's child can change their own ways
And I know that this is something that I've said before
But there's time and these things can be restored
And I won't stop until we all make it there
And we will sing a new song like

Arghh-woo
We are slaves to no thing, no thing
Arghh-woo
It's for freedom we have been set free!