Under the clear night skies,
The loneliest of souls does roam.
Lashing out at others; he does terrorize.
Yet, his only wish, a return to his lunar home.
Ripped away from his love so suddenly,
Like a beautiful blossom, stamped out too soon,
When a rogue meteor hit so randomly,
Casting him far down, from his loving Moon.
(Chorus)
This is the Ballad of the Wolfman,
A please to cut him some slack if you would, man.
Can't you see his heartbreaking plight?
The reason he howls throughout the night.
Aaaooo! Aaaooo! *Whispered* Aaaooo.
Now a prisoner of the cruel planet Earth,
Killing and maiming; his rage he seeks to quell,
Bathing in the faint full-moonlight, brings his only mirth.
Only in the mornings, he remembers his living hell.
(Chorus)
This is the Ballad of the Wolfman,
A please to cut him some slack if you would, man.
Can't you see his heartbreaking plight?
The reason he howls throughout the night.
Aaaooo! Aaaooo! *Whispered* Aaaooo.
(Reprise)
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