Burning up and its getting hotter. No place to shade this flesh that blisters. Sweat, I sweat. salt in my eyes. Can't stop these vultures that are
comes to town We are the hungry ones, on a lightning raid Just like a river runs, like a fire needs flame I burn for you I gotta feel it in my blood
to town We are the hungry ones, on a lightning raid Just like a river runs, like a fire needs flame I burn for you I gotta feel it in my blood whoa
wove a child's jacket and when it was done She laid it on the floor and wove another one She wove a red cloak so regal to see She's made it for
of control Every time you are near me I'm a wolf child, baby And I'm howlin' for you My heart beats faster Hey, hey, and it's overpowered, wow I'm a wolf
But everybody's got it wrong It makes me stutter, makes me stammer So let's fly it high The star-struck banner Here's how it works and here's a spanner
try to make this cold wood burn. The wind is blowing strong, the minutes rolling on, it's going on at least half an hour you've been gone. It aint right
with Oliver Twist in the tower Guards say, "Here's pens and paper, just sit down and work for an hour" Oh, goodness, how can we escape? But it's not
and stayed there, right there on the floor. He said it was sorta like steppin' on a plum. Well, from there on down it just wasn't real purdy: it was
comes to town We are the hungry ones, on a lightning raid Just like a river runs, like a fire needs flame Oh, I burn for you I gotta feel it in my blood
Every time you are near me I'm a wolf child, baby And I'm howlin' for you My heart beats faster, hrrrr Hey hey, and it's overpowered, wow I'm a wolf
try to make this cold wood burn. The wind is blowing strong, the minutes rolling on, it's going on at least half an hour you've been gone. It ain't right
of the wolf a dark evil power Creeps down your spine it's the witching hour The minute you fall to the hands of the flame Evil will take its course, it
We are the hungry ones, on a lightning raid Just like a river runs, like a fire needs flame I burn for you I gotta feel it in my blood whoa oh
and try to make this cold wood burn. The wind is blowing strong, the minutes rolling on, it's going on at least half an hour you've been gone. It ain'
