House Of Wolves
My Chemical Romance · The Black Parade Is Dead [2008]
Because I got enough to spare.
And I'll be granting your permission,
'Cause you haven't got a prayer.
Well I said hey, hey hallelujah,
I'ma come on sing the praise.
And let the spirit come on through ya,
We got innocence for days!
Well, I think I'm gonna burn in hell,
Everybody burn the house right down.
And say, ha
What I wanna say
Tell me I'm an angel,
Take this to my grave.
Tell me I'm a bad man,
Kick me like a stray.
Tell me I'm an angel,
Take this to my grave.
(S-I-N, uh S-I-N
S-I-N, uh S-I-N
S-I-N, uh S-I-N
S-I-N, uh S-I-N)
You play ring around the ambulance,
Well like you never gave a care.
So get the choir boys around you,
It's a compliment, I swear.
And I said, ashes to ashes, we all fall down,
I wanna hear you sing the praise,
I said, ashes to ashes, we all fall down,
We got innocence for days!
Well, I think I'm gonna burn in hell,
Everybody burn the house right down.
And say, ha
What I wanna say
Tell me I'm an angel,
Take this to my grave.
Tell me I'm a bad man,
Kick me like a stray.
Tell me I'm an angel,
Take this to my grave.
You better run like the devil,
'Cause they're never gonna leave you alone!
You better hide up in the alley,
'Cause they're never gonna find you a home!
And as the blood runs down the walls,
You see me creepin' up these halls.
I've been a bad motherfucker
Tell your sister I'm another
Go! Go! Go!
And I said, say,
What I wanna say
Tell me I'm an angel,
Take this to my grave.
Tell me I'm a bad man,
Kick me like a stray.
Tell me I'm an angel,
Take this to my grave.
Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man.
Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man.
Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man.
Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man.
So get up!
So get out!
S-I-N, S-I-N!
House Of Wolves
Released on The Black Parade Is Dead [2008], "House Of Wolves" stands as a pivotal track in My Chemical Romance's discography, marking their transition from theatrical pop-punk to a darker, more mature sound. The song exemplifies the band's signature blend of melodic hooks and heavy, distorted guitars, characteristic of their post-2006 era. It serves as a thematic bridge between the conceptual narrative of The Black Parade and the rawer, more introspective tone of subsequent works. Lyrically, the track explores themes of internal struggle and the duality of the self, delivered through the band's signature vocal style that oscillates between clean singing and aggressive screaming. As a recording from this transitional period, it remains a defining piece of their catalog, capturing the emotional intensity and sonic evolution that defined their later years.