The lion’s outside of your door
The wolf’s in your bed

The lion’s claws are sharpened for war
The wolf’s teeth are red
And what a monstrous sight he makes
Mocking man’s best friend
When both the wolf and lion crave the same thing in the end

The lion’s outside of your door
The wolf’s in your bed.

The wolf he howls, the lion does roar
The wolf lets him in.
The lion runs in through the door
The real fun begins,
As they both rush upon you and rip open your flesh
The lion eats his fill and then the wolf cleans up the mess

The lion’s outside of your door
The wolf’s in your bed.