Suit Of Wolves
Elton John Lyrics


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Looking back in anger
On this dirty little town
It stained your dress carved up my face
Put a wedge between our state of grace

Somethings so young and pretty
Should never be released
We place our bets we take our pick
They wind up in the belly of the beast

And when you can't get what you want
You take anything you can
So I wear this suit of wolves at night
I slip it on how come it feels so right

I get a hungry man
When I can't get what I want
I take anything I can
I wear a suit of wolves

Just across from Friday
The weekend circus rolls
I cross my heart turn on the charm
I say my prayers between two hungry arms

There's a string of dangerous flowers
All around my bed




There's some want rings and some just want
And those who'd like to see me dead

Overall Meaning

Elton John's song "Suit of Wolves" speaks of the regret and loss of innocence that someone feels after the choices they make. The first verse creates a vivid image of a small, corrupted town where the singer and their lover have lost their sense of grace due to destructive forces such as violence and betrayal. The next verse further emphasizes the corruption around them and how younger, more innocent people often suffer the most. The chorus reflects on how the singer has turned to wearing a figurative "suit of wolves" - something predatory that helps them succeed in an unforgiving world.


In the second verse, the singer is depicted as being lost within a world of shallow pleasure and amusement, with the weekend circus often serving as the backdrop for it all. They feel as if they must constantly hide behind a charming facade while acknowledging the danger they are in due to the "dangerous flowers" and people surrounding them. Overall, "Suit of Wolves" is a cautionary tale about the sometimes destructive forces in our world and the actions we take to survive it, often at the cost of our own innocence.


Line by Line Meaning

Looking back in anger
Reflecting on the past with resentment and frustration


On this dirty little town
On this small, unpleasant place


It stained your dress carved up my face
Our relationship was ruined and violent


Put a wedge between our state of grace
Caused a division that separated us from our virtuous state


Somethings so young and pretty
Something pure and beautiful


Should never be released
Should never be exposed to the harsh reality of the world


We place our bets we take our pick
We make choices and take chances in life


They wind up in the belly of the beast
They often end up in the grasp of something destructive


And when you can't get what you want
When you're unable to obtain what you desire


You take anything you can
You settle for anything available to you


So I wear this suit of wolves at night
I put on a persona of aggression and danger when alone


I slip it on how come it feels so right
I feel comfortable when I take on this persona


I get a hungry man
I become desperate in my desires


When I can't get what I want
When my desires go unfulfilled


I take anything I can
I settle for anything available to me


I wear a suit of wolves
I adopt an aggressive and dangerous persona


Just across from Friday
On the brink of the weekend


The weekend circus rolls
The partying and debauchery of the weekend commence


I cross my heart turn on the charm
I become disingenuous and manipulative


I say my prayers between two hungry arms
I seek comfort in the arms of others while maintaining my selfish desires


There's a string of dangerous flowers
There are dangerous individuals in my life


All around my bed
Surrounding me in my personal life


There's some want rings and some just want
Some want material possessions, others just want me


And those who'd like to see me dead
And some wish for my harm, or even my death




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BERNARD J.P. TAUPIN, BERNIE TAUPIN, ELTON JOHN

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Peter Harthen


on Sacrifice

not like todays crap

Peter Harthen


on Sacrifice

Even at 56 years old, this music still sounds so good to me, how music should sound.....

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