Werewolf letra

Some days I am Caesar
Some days I am Christ
Some days St. Theresa
Oh by golly, some days I play nice

And some days I am a mother fucking werewolf
I am a cannibal that eats himself alive

So if you see me tonight on the floor or the ceiling
It depends how I'm feeling, maybe you'll take me home
And I'll climb your mountains and build a castle around it
But bring your silver bullets just in case

Some days you are Elvis
Some days Joan of Arc
Some times Hallelujah
And some just break your heart

And some days you are a motherfucking werewolf
You are medusa with napalm in your eyes

So if I see you tonight on the floor or the ceiling
It depends how I'm feeling maybe you'll take me home
Maybe we'll slow dance or build a fort on my big bed
But I'm bringing my silver bullets just in case

While I was casting demons out of you
You were casting demons out of me
But now I think it's best we let it be
Because I am a werewolf

Smith, Lyle & Moore - Letras

• Vampire
• Werewolf