All I wanna do is shout the truth And all I really need is a little proof And when I’m on the stage I get a feelin’ inside I got a werewolf fever Oh help me survive
Is there somethin’ you’d like to do Like a midnight raid on a chicken coop Oh help me out I got a feelin’ for you I got a werewolf fever Oh help me survive
What good are your fangs if you don’t use ‘em I’m sick of my choices so why should I choose ‘em I wait all night for the time to arrive I got a werewolf fever Oh help me survive
Like an army in chaos A band in retreat Jump to the drum And get on your feet I sing a new song No poet has sung I did all my hanging What’s left to be hung
