Patti Smith - Boy Cried Wolf Lyrics






Oh the story's told been told retold
From the sacred scriptures to the
tabloids
All the fuss and fight none above a
whisper
The soul of gold the belly of a boy

Well they drew him from the forest
Like they draw blood
Tied him to a tree like St. Sebastian
And he turned his head and let the
arrows fly
Through the trees, the trees
The ornamental leaves

Boy cried wolf
Wolf don't come
Wolf within
Boy cried wolf

In the ancient mold they're dancing
down
Calling to the moon but it don't answer
And they fell on their knees
and passed the bowl around
And the blood the blood the
sacramental blood

Boy cried wolf
Wolf don't come
Wolf within
Boy cried wolf

I am the body I am the stream
I am the wake of everything
They bring me flowers that are myself
Garlands of blood that are myself
Slain the lamb that is himself

Torn reborn the cries of our dismay
Are nothing to the wind but whose to
mind
Kings are lifted up and kings are thrown

Lost received retrieved
The human tide

Innocence had its day
Innocence had its day
Innocence innocence





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  1. t.... ....

    Oh the story's told  
    been told  
    retold 
    From the  
    sacred scriptures  
    to the  
    tabloids 
    All the fuss  
    and fight  
    none above  
    a whisper  
    From the soul  
    of gold  
    to the  
    belly of a boy 
     
    Well they drew him  
    from the forest  
    Like they  
    draw blood  
    Tied him to a tree  
    like St. Sebastian 
    And he turned his head  
    let the arrows fly 
    Through the trees  
    the trees 
    The ornamental leaves 
     
    And the boy cried wolf  
    Wolf don't come  
    Wolf within  
    Boy cried wolf 
     
    In the ancient mold  
    well they're  
    dancing down 
    Calling to the moon  
    but it  
    don't answer 
    And they fell  
    on their knees 
    passed the bowl  
    around  
    And the blood  
    the blood 
    The sacramental blood 
      
    And the boy cried wolf 
    Wolf don't come 
    Wolf within 
    Boy cried wolf 
      
    I am the Body  
    I am the Stream 
    I am the Wake  
    -of Every Thing 
     
    They bring me flowers  
    that are my Self 
    Garlands of blood  
    that are my Self 
    Slaying the lamb  
    that is my Self 
    are praying for the lamb  
    that is him Self 
     
    Cause they   
    drew him  
    from the forest  
    Like they  
    draw blood  
    Tied him to a tree  
    like St. Sebastian 
    And he turned his head  
    let the arrows fly 
    Through the trees  
    the trees 
    The ornamental leaves 
     
    And the boy cried wolf  
    Wolf don't come  
    Wolf within  
    Boy cried wolf 
     
    I don't care 
    I don't whine 
    I don't know 
    I don't Know 
     
    Torn  
    reborn  
    the cries  
    of our dismay 
    Are nothing  
    to the wind  
    but whose to mind? 
    Kings are lifted up  
    and kings are thrown 
     
    Lost  
    received  
    retrieved 
    The human tide 
     
    Innocence
    had its day Innocence  
    had its day 
      
    Innocence 
    in a sense 
     
    Auuuuuuuuuuu

  2. N.... c....

    maravilhoooosa

  3. M.... M....

    💘💘

  4. B.... B....

    Lyrics (you're welcome ;-)
    Boy cried Wolf
    Oh the story's told been told retold
    From the sacred scriptures to the tabloids
    All the fuss and fight none above a whisper
    The soul of gold the belly of a boy
    Well they drew him from the forest
    Like they draw blood
    Tied him to a tree like St. Sebastian
    And he turned his head and let the arrows fly
    Through the trees, the trees
    The ornamental leaves
    Boy cried wolf
    Wolf don't come
    Wolf within
    Boy cried wolf
    In the ancient mold they're dancing down
    Calling to the moon but it don't answer
    And they fell on their knees
    and passed the bowl around
    And the blood the blood the sacramental blood
    Boy cried wolf
    Wolf don't come
    Wolf within
    Boy cried wolf
    I am the body I am the stream
    I am the wake of everything
    They bring me flowers that are myself
    Garlands of blood that are myself
    Slain the lamb that is himself
    Torn reborn the cries of our dismay
    Are nothing to the wind but whose to mind
    Kings are lifted up and kings are thrown
    Lost received retrieved
    The human tide
    Innocence had its day
    Innocence had its day
    Innocence innocence
    Songwriters: Patti Smith

  5. G.... S....

    I LOVE HER.........
    ....................THIS MUCH! Greetings to every Patti Smith fan.

  6. r.... n....

    J'aime cette femme.....

  7. T.... M....

    The orignal is better for me Gong H........

  8. S.... D....

    Spit on each other in a small club in Cincinnati. Rage on against the dying of the night PS.

  9. S.... S....

    Puissant. Inégalable !

  10. S.... G....

    best song ever , best Patti

  11. V.... B....

    The song is so very strong. It magnetizes with its inner bewildering power, I may put the listening aside for some time, but I will come back to it over and over... Thank you Patty.

  12. H.... ....

    If one day, woman was superior to man, so was Patti !

  13. M.... B....

    Top singer!

  14. D.... V....

    Terrrible

  15. B.... M....

    Going to exploit her in my lectures on Photorealist & Hyperrealist art on friday. She is still an incredible, credible performer. Coll she picked up Bob's Nobel .

  16. n.... ....

    Shit where are they them mysterianseverywhwere nowhere

  17. T.... G....

    favourite song.

  18. P.... d....

    yansiyoruz" reflection"

    P.... d....

    Pelin dinçer bir patti severe merhabaa

  19. P.... d....

    grateful

  20. E.... F....

    petite sorcière à grande voix !

  21. f.... s....

    every ten
    secs shivers

  22. E.... C....

    You are

  23. M.... ....

    its not a nice tune i love a melody

  24. S.... A....

    I saw her in Lyon in France end July in the antique roman theatre. Boy did she set the crowd on fire. After three songs, the whole crowd was standing, dancing and never sat back. She is a f**ing GIANT!

    S.... A....

    I gave my mom a ticket for a concert in cologne of Patti smith and we went there together... Best gift ever haha

  25. l.... ....

    Thank you struffys 2012! I like your comment " 

     
    I love this song, her voice is so full of energy... A kiss at all Patti's fans". It was very sweet of you! 

  26. a.... ....

    γειά σου Λεωνίδα με τα ωραία σου.

  27. m.... m....

    wow..she makes me CRAZY...

    m.... m....

    crazy in a good way !

  28. K.... C....

    where is she and why isn't she touring...Calgary...

  29. B.... ....

    Fuck i love this song!! *howls aloud*

  30. l.... ....

    Which movie ?

  31. j.... ....

    the boy who cried tsunami:
    "TSUNAMI!!!!"
    "We all hate you go away and stfu"
    *climbs into rescue heli*
    Everyone else: "well fuuuuu-" *is dead*

  32. B.... B....

    I found patti smith on the sound track for a movie, and now I can't get enough awesome lady :)

  33. 0.... ....

    illmatic gek!!

  34. M.... M....

    WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? WHY WOULD YOU TAKE SCISSORS TO AN INCARNATION OFTHE SARASWATI ASPECT OF THE DIVINE MOTHER GODDESS

  35. p.... f....

    What's even better is that she doesn't nescasarily have an agenda, she just is....

  36. s.... ....

    I love this song, her voice is so full of energy...
    A kiss at all Patti's fans

  37. s.... ....

    i love this song...

  38. M.... ....

    Awesome sound!! Had to keep turning my headphones up. Louder! Louder!

  39. p.... Z....

    mon dieu que c'est bon....
    à ne jamais se lasser.....

  40. l.... r....

    gèant!!!!!!!!!

  41. b.... ....

    jebote život!!!!!!!! neizrecivo

  42. M.... P....

    Lovely s2

  43. d.... ....

    In her voice there is something unnameable, something that scares and charms you at the same time. Something you can't absolutely resist.

  44. H.... ....

    Greatest woman ever.Seriously.She's even better than Simone de Beauvoir.

  45. L.... L....

    Pure pleasure to listen to the master... yes, the master...

  46. E.... A....

    impressionnante...quelle douleur rageuse dans cette voix ,qui nous donne envie de l 'assister .mais ,quel talent...petite fille à l 'oiseau...

  47. K.... W....

    excellent!!!!

  48. L.... L....

    About Matthew Sheppard?

  49. S.... ....

    Great song!