Howl At The Moon


The waste-product of a broken State.
Thrown to the lions, left to our fates.
We’re gonna up the ante, do what we choose.
You can run or fight, we got nothin’ to lose.

For every lie – an eye for an eye.
For every untruth – a tooth for a tooth.

I’ll howl at the moon. Howl at the m-o-o-n. O-w-l.
I’ll howl at the moon. Howl at the m-o-o-n. Howl at the m-o-o-n.

The downtrodden of a dictatorship
Rebellious voices spittin’/pissin’ in the wind
Raise a false flag, to raize the rabble.
But the day will come, when we cheer at the gallows.

PRE-CHORUS

CHORUS

Moonshine – I’m outta my mind.
Moonstruck – I’m right outta luck.
Moonshine – bidin’ our time.
Moonstruck – we’re gonna run amuck.

The waste-product of a broken State.
Thrown to the lions, left to our fates.
We’re gonna up the ante, do what we choose.
You can run or fight, we got nothin’ to lose.

©19.7.2013 Andrew Robert Chapman


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