Inside / Outside - Bruce Peninsula

I guess you don’t have to go out

If you really don’t wanna go out

But you could use a walk

And lift those shoulders up too

Like you wanna

Make sure those fangs are showin

And greet 'em with a grin that glows red

With total radiance

Just keep the gradient tuned

And keep it on 'em

(ahhhh ahhh)

Easier said

It’s different to do it

The thought was well meant

But it’s different to do it

Yourself

You used to be a wolf in sheep skin clothes

Where did the wolf

Where did the wolf

Where did the wolf go

Well god only knows

Something’s out there singing like a kettle

Something’s howlin out in the backyard

That rotten ring shrieks so sour, so unsettled

Something’s howlin out in the backyard

Could be sheets of metal all whistlin together

Something’s howlin out in the backyard

And the song it sings tells of demons and of devils

Something’s howlin out in the backyard

And the light that shines from a belly bright yellow

Brings (ah) creatures of the night out to bellow

To wince and to bark, to coo and to caw

To treat you as the yellow-bellied dweller that you are

Oh, something’s out there screaming like a kettle

Something’s howlin out in the backyard

A racket, a racket, uproarious revel!

Something’s howlin out in the backyard

Could be throat-worn ghosts, lost stalking rebels

Something’s howlin out in the backyard

With one voice raised as a devistating treble

Something’s howlin out in the backyard

And I haven’t seen the (ah) wolf in ages now

Not even when the mynah birds come calling out

You used to have a howl that sent shivers through town

You can hardly get a wimper out now

Where did the wolf

Where did the wolf

Where did the wolf go?

Well god only knows