Best Song of the Moment

Wolf Like Me by TV on the Radio

Say say my playmate,
won’t you lay hands on me?
Mirror my malady,
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 fish!

(My mind’s aflame)

We could jet in a stolen car,
but I bet we wouldn’t get too far
before the transformation takes
and bloodlust tanks and
crave gets slaked!

My mind has changed,
my body’s frame, but god I like it!
My hearts aflame,
my body’s strained, but god I like it!

My mind has changed,
my body’s frame, but god I like it!
My hearts aflame,
my body’s strained, but god I like it!

Charge 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
mongrel mind! 

Baby doll I recognize
you’re a hideous thing inside,
if ever there were a lucky kind it’s
you, you, you, you!

I 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 its strange, another way, to get to know you.
We’ve got till noon, here comes the moon,
so let it show you.
Show you now.

Dream me, oh dreamer,
down to the floor;
open my hands and let them
weave onto yours.

Feel me, completer,
down to my core;
open my heart and let it
bleed onto yours.

Feeding on fever,
down on all fours;
show you what all that
howl is for.

Hey, hey, my playmate,
let me lay waste to thee;
burned down their hanging trees,
it’s hot, hot, hot, hot!

Got a curse we cannot lift,
shines when the sunset shifts.
There’s a cure comes with a kiss,
the bite that binds the gift that gives.

(We’re howling, forever)

Now 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.


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