Eleven eleven at the blood and bread ball
American Gothic at the Royal Town Hall
He is the drug for your constitution
A lemon angel for your revolution
He's wearin' snakeskin n' carries a 12-string
P'Cha Ta Wha Da Who, he wants you to bring
He bends his shoulders like the warbling owl
He takes the stage and begins to howl
He goes, "Ooooowwwwwww! Howwwwlllll!
Chorus:
It's the nightly howl
He's the doctor, here's the door
To the bright light people
Feel the rumble, hear the roar
It's the nightly howl
He's the doctor, here's the door
Leave your fear behind
Feel the rumble, hear the roar
He's mixin' good, got a magic potion
He's mixin good, puttin' love into motion
You take it down and you swallow it whole
A tasty treat for your rabid, wretched soul
Ya go, "Ooooowwwwwww! Howwwwlllll!
Chorus:
It's the nightly howl
He's the doctor, here's the door
To the bright light people
Feel the rumble, hear the roar
It's the nightly howl
He's the doctor, here's the door
Leave your fear behind
Feel the rumble, hear the roar
(Scream)
Instrumental
Outtro
Bright light people
Feel the rumble, hear the roar
Bright light people
Feel the rumble, hear the roar
Bright light people
Feel the rumble, hear the roar...