"Gay Werewolf Murder Ballad": The Forgetmenauts Tiny Desk Contest 2019

"Gay Werewolf Murder Ballad"
The Forgetmenauts Tiny Desk 2019 Contest Submission

The Forgetmenauts:
Walker Staples: Guitar, banjo, vocals
Kit Gripp: Mandolin, vocals
Emma Williams: Bass
Collin Sullivan: Drums
Abe Finkelstein: Cello

Videography: Lindsay Leigh
Editing: Kit Gripp

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Gay Werewolf Murder Ballad
Written by Walker Staples

Men like me must live with their sins
A boil in my blood like a fire ‘neath my skin
As I search every face for the marks of my kin
For no one else may know

What I became with the moon overhead
In the glow of their torchlights when they caught us in my bed
When I found him in the churchyard he was already dead
My lover my sweet darling one

When man lies with man we are killed for our crimes
But they’ll wish the first life they’d taken was mine
For wolves hunt in packs and the death isn’t kind
The forest looks out for her own.

(Here there be Howling)

It was full harvest moon on the night we returned
I knelt by the spot where his body was burned
And I tore off my clothes and I howled my grief
And then we turned our teeth on the town

And it wasn’t my first taste of the sweet flesh of man
As we descended on the town every wolf in the land
And our hot breath and our white fangs grew wet with the blood
Of the men who murdered my love

(ahwooo…
Ahwooooooo….
AHWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!)

Men like me must live with our sins
The boil in our blood like a fire ‘neath our skins
As we search every face for the marks of our kin
For no one else may know.