Werewolfe
I've got my own religion now, I've got an altar in my room
I have no human sacrifice, so a hamster will have to do
But I must drink of human blood, my new gods to appease
And when a-hunting I must go, behind my clothes I leave
On all fours like a wolf, I run around the town
In the darkness of the night, I may hunt you down
When Sunday morning comes around, I'll hide myself away
Mother, don't bother to wake me up, I won't be going to church today!
Dance around my father's lawn, in the naked state
Urinate upon the cross, then flush it down the drain
Smear hamster's blood upon my breasts, the cat will lick it off
If the neighbours should complain, tell them to "Fuck off!"
On all fours like a wolf, I run around the town
In the darkness of the night, I may hunt you down
When Sunday morning comes around, I'll hide myself away
Mother, don't bother to wake me up, I won't be going to church today!
When the moon shines bright tonight
Deep into your neck, I'll bite
Life, you'll find, is much more fun
When a werewolfe you've become
Store the bodies I collect in my father's shed
Long before the cock shall crow, I return to bed
When the bodies start to rot, they may start to smell
If the neighbours should complain, tell them "Go to Hell!"
On all fours like a wolf, I run around the town
In the darkness of the night, I may hunt you down
When Sunday morning comes around, I'll hide myself away
Mother, don't bother to wake me up, I won't be going to church today!
Mother, don't bother to wake me up, I won't be going to church today!
I have no human sacrifice, so a hamster will have to do
But I must drink of human blood, my new gods to appease
And when a-hunting I must go, behind my clothes I leave
On all fours like a wolf, I run around the town
In the darkness of the night, I may hunt you down
When Sunday morning comes around, I'll hide myself away
Mother, don't bother to wake me up, I won't be going to church today!
Dance around my father's lawn, in the naked state
Urinate upon the cross, then flush it down the drain
Smear hamster's blood upon my breasts, the cat will lick it off
If the neighbours should complain, tell them to "Fuck off!"
On all fours like a wolf, I run around the town
In the darkness of the night, I may hunt you down
When Sunday morning comes around, I'll hide myself away
Mother, don't bother to wake me up, I won't be going to church today!
When the moon shines bright tonight
Deep into your neck, I'll bite
Life, you'll find, is much more fun
When a werewolfe you've become
Store the bodies I collect in my father's shed
Long before the cock shall crow, I return to bed
When the bodies start to rot, they may start to smell
If the neighbours should complain, tell them "Go to Hell!"
On all fours like a wolf, I run around the town
In the darkness of the night, I may hunt you down
When Sunday morning comes around, I'll hide myself away
Mother, don't bother to wake me up, I won't be going to church today!
Mother, don't bother to wake me up, I won't be going to church today!
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Writer(s): Rusell Emery Medley
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