Baying At The Moon
Song · John Zacherely · 1960 · 2 min · 144 words
The transcript of “Baying At The Moon”, an episode of John Zacherely from 1960. Press a time to play from that line (a 60-second preview; Potato Plus plays it all). The Night Shift plays John Zacherely free, live around the clock. Search inside this transcript.
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Is this which bristles my hair? What is this urge past resisting? All this madness which I've never felt? What is this tingling sensation? Up and down my belt? King at the moon, high in the trance, Laying in sky.
I won't be I won't be Yesterday was sweet I felt no pangs of disgrace But now when we meet I'm aware of this pair of fangs on my face I'm playing at the moon Not caring what tomorrow means I see your pointed ears, my heart takes me The creature that I was, I feel, has now ceased to be
For the more I sing out, I'm afraid you bring out the peace In me, paying at the more, so lonely and lonely I'm scratching To I'm Maying and howling and Sneaking and prowling So could it be?
You Bring out the Wheel
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