Say, say, my playmate
Won't you lay hands on me
Mirror my melody
Transfer my tragedy?Got a curse I cannot lift
Shines when the sunset shifts
When the moon is round and full
Gotta bust that box, gotta gut that fishMy mind's aflameWe could jet in a stolen car
But I bet we wouldn't get too far
Before the transformation takes
And blood lust tanks and
Crave gets slakedMy mind has changed
My body's frame, but, God, I like it
My heart's aflame
My body's strained, but, God, I like itMy mind has changed
My body's frame, but, God, I like it
My heart's aflame
My body's strained, but, God, I like itCharge me your day rate
I'll turn you out in kind
When the moon is round and full
Gonna teach you tricks that'll blow your mind
Mongrel mind
Baby doll, I recognize
You're a hideous thing inside
If ever there were a lucky kind, it's
You, you, you, youI know it's strange another way to get to know you
You'll never know unless we go so let me show you
I know it's strange another way to get to know you
We've got till noon; here comes the moon
So let it show you
Show you nowDream me, oh dreamer
Down to the floor
Open my hands and let them
Weave onto yoursFeel me, completer
Down to my core
Open my heart and let it
Bleed onto yoursFeeding on fever
Down all fours
Show you what all that
Howl is forHey, hey, my playmate
Let me lay waste to thee
Burned down their hanging trees
It's hot here, hot here, hot here, hot hereGot a curse we cannot lift
Shines when the sunshine shifts
There's a curse comes with a kiss
The bite that binds the gift that givesNow that we got gone for good
Writhing under your riding hood
Tell your gra'ma and your mama too
It's true
We're howling forever
Songwriters
GERARD A SMITH, JALEEL BUNTON, KYP MALONE, DAVID SITEK, BABATUNDE O ADEBIMPEPublished by
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