The Werewolf Songtext

von Paul Simon

Milwuakee man led a fairly decent life, made a fairly decent living, had a fairly decent wife.
She killed him, ah, sushi knife.
Now they're shopping for a fairly decent afterlife.
A werewolf is coming.
The fact is, most 'obits' are mixed reviews. Life is a lottery; a lot of people lose.
And the winners, the grinners, with money-colored eyes eat all the nuggets then they order extra fries.
A werewolf is coming. (Extra fries)
A werewolf is coming, ya know?
The werewolf's coming. The werewolf's coming, yes, the werewolf is coming, Joe.
I hear her howl and prowlin' on the hill. The werewolf's coming, Bill.
Ignorance and arrogance and national debate. Quit the fighting, Vegas, that's a billion dollar game.
Revenue, pay-per-view, should be pretty healthy.
The usual deductions then it all goes to the wealthy.
Still, the werewolf's coming.
Yeah, the werewolf's coming.
I'm not complaining, just the opposite, my friend.
I know it's raining but we're coming to the end of the rainbow.
The lion and the spying through.
Oh, you don't know me? Okay, I don't know you too.
The werewolf's coming. The werewolf's coming, oh!
The werewolf's coming, oh the werewolf's coming. The werewolf is coming, Joe.
I hear her howl and prowlin' on the hill. The werewolf's coming, Bill.
You better stock up on water, canned goods off the shelves.
Loop some for the old folks who can't loop for themselves.
The doorbell's ringin', could be the elves but it's probably the werewolf; it's quarter to twelve.
And when it's midnight and the wolf bites (howl), it's a full moon. She really got the appetite!
The werewolf's coming.
The werewolf.
Yeah, the werewolf's coming.
(howl)
End.