Hawkwind - Steppenwolf Lyrics
Brock - Calvert - )You can see my eyes are lupineThe liquid golden fires glareMy loping walk, my sliking spineAre signs that there is something thereThe way my nostrils flare for odoursThe way my ears pick up for soundMy hairs electrically awareTells me things for miles aroundI am a wolf man, I am a wolf manI have half a canine mindI have half the mind of manI am neither of one kindMaybe it was only hallucinationI'm a stranger to such thingsI have made a thorough investigationThe image and the power that clingsTo my imaginationMy brian has found the bells it ringsLike a wolf my wilful loafingLanguishing alone in my lairWhere you will never hear my laughingI'm half in love with dark and despairMoons are howling, mouth of mercuryQuicksilver quivering in the skyIt echoes like a cave of chromiumTo vacuum up my soul when I dieI am a wolf man, I am a wolf manI am neither of one kindDissolving in the splendour of this desolationThe forest has been felled by fogExactly a description of my isolationI made a note of it in my logTo the secret of all creationI follow my own trail like a dogI am a wolf man walks alone in the gas lampShadows of the streets at nightI am a wolf man upright on two feet in thecity dressed somberly as a manI am a wolf man under the skies heavy with snowMy eyes are convex lenses of ebony embeddedin amberThe fat bourgeois and his dopple gangerare buried in my solid glareTwin specimens of insect all set for displayI am a wolf man, the wolf in me would eat the manI am a wolf man, the man in me would kill the wolfI am a wolf man, who despises the striving of allcommon menWatches them at work, at their daily taskin factories and office deskWatches them at evening elbow lift at tavern table,heads lolling in songIsch weis nischt weis ischa (Zargonzoi)I saw a neon sign reflected in a pool of liquid skyWhich was not what I expected I was only walking byThe sign read "to the magic theatre"It is not for everyoneIt is but for madmen only the first performance has begunI looked up to see that notice where the lights wereshining fromAnd nothing but blank wall was thereand their reflection too was goneMaybe it was only an hallucinationI'm no stranger to such thingsI've made a thorough investigationThe image and the power that clingsto my imaginationMy brain has found the bell it rings
