I love to feel the wind through my fur
As I race through the woods to hunt
Howl at the moon, I feel so bold
Let the world know that I'm coming

They shake with fear, in their houses hide
They know I will show no mercy
A goat here or a sheep there
Is all part of my diet

Not really that keen on human flesh
Too much of it is pickled
But should they get in my way
I will happily kill and eat them

Now poor old Gramps sits at home
Warming his hide by the fire
Long gone are his days of hunting
He's just a gummy old werewolf

Now Dad he's weird, don't understand him
Since when does a werewolf turn Vegan
Mother said it might have been the fright
When they managed to nearly kill him

I can smell the odour of goat in the air
And hunters trying to trap me
When will they learn I'm much too smart
For any of their silly trickery

Quietly sneak round, behind the hunters
Fly through the air snarling and growling
They screamed and ran, what a sight
I rolled on the ground laughing

Now what is this, a juicy goat
Left tied up here, just for me
With one quick slash and mighty bite
I settled down to enjoy dinner

With tummy full I best head home
Before the sun is rising
Life is good for a werewolf
Who's young and strong and fearless