Teenage Werewolf John Cooper Clarke

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I scream all the way to the chair
And in the face of tanks
Take the stairway to the stairs
And I scream thanks
Fake snakes and mock crocs
And killers cut my throat
That's me in the callbox
Stepping out of my coat
I found a reason for living
Everyday I die
I was a teenage werewolf
Or was I

Fall off trains
Torture dames
Just to keep in the swim
I get slain on memory lane
And the people say "oh it's him"
Easy money play hard to get
Those love toys to amuse
The non-doctors penthouse pets
Who drink champagne from shoes
Walk in rooms and outta rooms
That's my cup of tea
I seen the world I didn't like it
What's in it for me
Invisible girls go haywire
I'll be their go-go guy
I was a teenage werewolf
Or was I