Werewolf is comin up through the fog

Werewolf is coming up through the fog

Hear him howling like a big ass dog

Ghastly Mike’s got a creepy creepy song



All the ghoulies mashin to the werewolf jam

All the ghoulies mashin to the werewolf jam

Makin lots of money for the wolf man

Dankenstein is smoking from a tin can



mummy man

Demands a band

To get revenge



Fright rock

Boo dudes stock it hot.

Burning pot. To kill off the poison in it.



He…lives

Forever more

Drunk on gore and weed pills and alcohol



Hey bloody buddy can you spare a dime

Hey bloody buddy can you spare a dime

A contract before him lay there to sign

Dost Thou Want infernal credit lines



He said Howl for me wolfie in the microphone

Gonna make a lotta money with your spooky songs

Aiden is my demon spawn

Bloody bucks for ska songs



Give a dog a loan

And he’s gonna buy a bone

Listen to the message of the ancient tome

Horrifying high APR

awaits any werewolf with a credit card



Ghastly Mike wailing in the night

It’s just Ghastly Mike wailing in the night

Never got a copywrite

For the songs he was a howlin in the moonlight



Shamefully drunk and waiting on a check

Pissing himself and looking like a wreck

No one will cash his personal check

an American Werewolf in debt