(Photo by Jim Pankey "WildSpirit" - Jim's Photography can be found at Picasa and Fotothing)
FULL MOON FEVER
Full moon fever,
On a Friday night;
Brings the crazies,
into the light.
Blinding light,
in the darkness prey;
Will steal the sight,
And light of day.
Be still my heart,
Locked away in love,
You're not so smart,
With powers' glove.
Give me a pass,
Just once would you please;
Leave me still on the grass,
And down low on my knees.
So werewolf in kind,
Gathered 'round in the wood;
Will each link their minds,
As they draw up their hoods.
Full moon fever,
On a Friday night;
Brings the crazies,
into the light.
Blinding light,
in the darkness prey;
Will steal the sight,
And light of day.
Be still my heart,
Locked away in love,
You're not so smart,
With powers' glove.
Give me a pass,
Just once would you please;
Leave me still on the grass,
And down low on my knees.
So werewolf in kind,
Gathered 'round in the wood;
Will each link their minds,
As they draw up their hoods.
