The Saints - Howling lyrics

The elements were howling Moses on the mountain slept he hadn't got the message yet and I didn't want to be the one to wake him up so fatten up the sacred cows let's get the butchers to do their stuff so sharpen up the forks and knives get ready for the sacrifice. I want the godless gift of paradise, I want to feel you deep inside. Wild and weirdly the black cat's moan give me the voodoo that I want. Me.......I want to go howling, howling at the moon I want to go prowling where I don't belong. Because I've got my eyes on you and I know that you want me too you make me feel alright going to keep it up all night. Cinderella in the who*ehouse wept next to the bed in which I slept I slipped it out at quarter past twelve she had to leave she couldn't help herself just like me she had to go howling