You can see my eyes are lupine

The liquid golden fires glare

My loping walk, my slinking spine

Are signs that there is something there

The way my nostrils flare for odour

The way my ears prick up for sound

My hair's electrically aware

Tells me things for miles around

I am a man-wolf, I am a wolf man

I have half a canine mind

I have half the mind of a man

I am neither of one kind

Maybe it was only an hallucination

I'm no stranger to such things

I made a thorough investigation

The image had a power that clings

To my jaded imagination

My brain has found the bells it rings

Like a wolf my wilful loafing

My languishing alone in my lair

Where you will never hear me laughing

I'm half in love with dark and despair

The Moon's a howling mouth of mercury

Quicksilver quivering in the sky

It echoes like a cave of chromium

That'll vacuum up my soul when I die

I am a wolf man, I am a man-wolf

A freak, a fiend, a figment of mind

A species of the steppes and city

I am neither of one kind

Dissolving in the splendour of this desolation

The forest has been filled by a fog

Exactly a description of my isolation

I made a note of it in my log

To the secret of all creation

I follow my own trail like a dog

I am a wolf man

Who walks alone in the gas lamp shadows

Of the streets at night

I am a man-wolf

Upright on two feet in the city

Dressed sombrely as a man

I am a wolf man

Under skies heavy with snow

My eyes are convex lenses of ebony

Embedded in amber

I am a man-wolf

The fat bourgeois and his doppelganger

Are buried in their solid glare

Twin specimens of insect, set for display

I am a wolf-man

The man in me would kill the wolf

I am a man-wolf

The wolf in me would eat the man

I am a wolf man

Who despises the strivings of common men

I am a man-wolf

Who sees them at work

At their daily tasks at factories and office desks

Who watches them at evening

Elbows lift at tavern tables, heads lolling in song

Und ich weiß nicht was ich sagen soll

Ich weiß nicht was ich sagen soll

Ich weiß nicht was ich sagen soll

Ich weiß nicht was ich sagen soll

I saw a neon sign reflected

In a pool of liquid sky

It was not what I expected

I was only walking by

The sign said "To the Magic Theatre"

It is not for everyone

It is but for madmen only

The first performance has begun

I looked up to see that notice

Where the lights were shining from

Nothing but blank wall was there

And their reflection too was gone

Maybe it was only an hallucination

I'm no stranger to such things

I made a thorough investigation

The image had a power that clings

To my jaded imagination

My brain has found the bells it rings

I am a man-wolf

I am a wolf man

I am a man-wolf

I am a wolf man

I am a man-wolf

I am a wolf man