Once I lived the life of a millionaire Spending my money I didn't care Taking out my friends for a real good time Buying bootleg whiskey, champagne and wine
And then I began to fall so low No more friends and no place to go If I ever get my hands on a dollar again I'm going to hold on to it until that eagle grins...
"When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives." Winter is Coming Now this is the Law of the Jungleāas old and as true as the sky; And the wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the wolf that shall break it must die. As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk, the Law runneth forward and back; For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack.