FULL MOON, FULL VOLUME

[Spoken Intro — Female, breathless and confused] Nnn—what the hell, where am I? Clothes are a mess… oh crap, not this werewolf shit again. [Band Crash] [Instrumental — Aggressive Bass Solo] [Verse 1] Fell out of bed, dragged myself upright, Blood in my mouth in the bathroom light. Last thing I remember: a bar, one more round, Four Heinekens deep, then the floor came down. Should've stopped at three, should've called it a night, Now there’s somebody’s blood on the sink tile white. That’s where it gets fuzzy [Spoken Female] In more ways than one. [Chorus] I’m afraid to watch the evening news, Wondering whose name I might recognize. Wrapped up tight in a body bag— I shiver at the thought while I chew raw meat. I chew raw meat! [Verse 2] Last night was the last full moon, I’m safe for another cycle soon. My dating life is dead on arrival, My bandmates think I’ve got a dog for survival. [Spoken Female] They’d flip if they knew that was my hair I was shedding. I head to the studio, trying to look composed, Every dog on the pavement has its hackles raised. Their precious little terriers lunge and bark, I smell like trouble before it gets dark. I plug in my bass, try to hold my head straight, Try not to think about the night I can’t locate. [Chorus] I’m afraid to watch the evening news, Wondering whose name I might recognize. Wrapped up tight in a body bag— I shiver at the thought while I chew raw meat. I chew raw meat! [Verse 3] The days roll past and the warning start to loom, Three nights crawling toward the bedroom doom. I crashed for days, woke up in a panic attack, We’ve got a gig tonight—no time to turn back. I pull on my jeans and run into the day, Reach the venue, soundcheck, everything’s okay. Then I see through the window, cold and clear: The moon breaks cover—and the change is here. [Chorus] I’m afraid to watch the evening news, Wondering whose name I might recognize. Wrapped up tight in a body bag— I shiver at the thought while I chew raw meat. I chew raw meat! [Bridge — Half-Time Breakdown] Pain shoots straight through my back, Hair comes roaring through the cracks. My face twists hard, my snout takes shape, My jeans surrender, seams escape. Claws extend, my throat goes raw, I throw my head back and howl at the moon! [Spoken Shouts] Mariana: Holy shit! Greta: Way fucking cool! Reina sneezes— She’s allergic! [Verse 4] Something strange is taking hold, I know the change, I know the mold. The wolf and I are one tonight, Our set begins beneath the lights. The crowd thinks it’s part of the show, So I lean into the undertow. I choose my cue, I choose my tone, Lay down a bass riff mean as stone. Mariana kicks in hard on drums, Greta tears the guitar to crumbs. Reina sneezes once again— Somebody get this girl Benadryl! [Final Chorus] I’m afraid to watch the evening news, Wondering whose name I might recognize. Wrapped up tight in a body bag— I shiver at the thought while I chew raw meat. I chew raw meat! [Outro] That was the best gig we ever played, The crowd went wild and nobody got flayed. A curse became an asset overnight, I finally caught a break under venue lights. Forever we’ll be known, no need to pretend: Negasonic Adolescent Werewolves to the end! [Finale — Spoken Female, giggling] In the back, I saw the guy giving me the eye. I went over: Hey, what’s up? He says he’s really into dogs. At this point, I take it as a compliment. So—Netflix and chill? He says, all right, he knows a place. The Netflix isn’t working, but we can get straight to the chill. Poor girl’s gonna be sneezing all night after this. [Giggling] A-hoooowwwllll!