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Well it was many years ago now |
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But I really can't be sure |
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That's when it all began then |
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I heard that knock upon my door |
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And the wolfman's brother |
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The wolfman's brother |
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Came down on me |
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The telephone was ringing |
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That's when I handed it to Liz |
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She said, "This isn't who it would be, |
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If it wasn't who it is" |
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It's the wolfman's brother, |
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The wolfman's brother |
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Came down on me |
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So I might be on a side street |
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Or a stairway to the stars |
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I hear the high pitched cavitation |
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Of propellers from afar |
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It's the wolfman's brother... |
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Come down on me |
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So with meaningless excitement |
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And smooth atonal sound |
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It's like a cross between a hurricane |
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And a ship that's run aground |
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It's the wolfman's brother |
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Coming down on - coming down on me |
