You've got your head in the clouds
While back down here on the ground
A northern descended your way
Snow-blind and lost in the crowd
Because your mind is endowed
With flurries that won't go away
Chorus:
Well, now you're hellbound
Got lost cuz you found
A reason to hide from the day
And when the wind blows
And you powder your nose
I guess there's not much left to say
Second verse:
Sky-high with stars in his eyes
The full moon soon on the rise
The Wolfman has come out to play
All night he sharpens his claws
But, in the morning he crawls
And hides from his life turning gray
Second chorus:
So, now he's hellbound
Got lost cuz he found
A reason to hide from the day
And when the wind blows
He still powders his nose
I guess there's not much left to say
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