Howl like the wolf

Hungry like the wind
If you believe that, you’re a fool
Streaming giants spew your stuff
Everybody treats you as their tool

Its simple mathematics
1 an 1 and 1 don’t ever equal two
drifting on a snowflake of symmetry
Someone needs to tell him its the dawn of the blues
(i could teach ol’ maths a thing or two)

I feel undone, on the outside of town is where i like to chill
Away from the fray and  collar-snatching old bill
blowin’ in the wind I like to blow my own trumpet
I’m a man of means but i’m nobody’s strumpet

Howl like a wolf, howl like a fool
Nobody want to put their foot in your stool