I guess you don't have to go out
If you really don't wanna go out
But you could use a walk
And lift those shoulders up too
Like you wanna

Make sure those fangs are showin
And greet 'em with a grin that glows red
With total radiance
Just keep the gradient tuned
And keep it on 'em

(ahhhh ahhh)

Easier said
It's different to do it
The thought was well meant
But it's different to do it 
Yourself

You used to be a wolf in sheep skin clothes
Where did the wolf
Where did the wolf 
Where did the wolf go
Well god only knows

Something's out there singing like a kettle
Something's howlin out in the backyard
That rotten ring shrieks so sour, so unsettled
Something's howlin out in the backyard
Could be sheets of metal all whistlin together
Something's howlin out in the backyard
And the song it sings tells of demons and of devils
Something's howlin out in the backyard

And the light that shines from a belly bright yellow
Brings (ah) creatures of the night out to bellow
To wince and to bark, to coo and to caw
To treat you as the yellow-bellied dweller that you are

Oh, something's out there screaming like a kettle
Something's howlin out in the backyard
racket, a racket, uproarious revel!
Something's howlin out in the backyard
Could be throat-worn ghosts, lost stalking rebels
Something's howlin out in the backyard
With one voice raised as a devistating treble
Something's howlin out in the backyard

And I haven't seen the (ah) wolf in ages now
Not even when the mynah [bad word] calling out
You used to have a howl that sent shivers through town
You can hardly get a wimper out now

Where did the wolf
Where did the wolf
Where did the wolf go?

Well god only knows ^r