Werewolf
Metronomy Lyrics


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Oh the werewolf, oh the werewolf
Comes stepping along
He don't even break the branches where he's gone
Once I saw him in the moonlight, when the bats were a flying
I saw the werewolf, and the werewolf was crying

Cryin' nobody knows, nobody knows, body knows
How I loved the man, as I teared off his clothes.
Cryin' nobody know, nobody knows my pain
When I see that it's risen; that fool moon again

For the werewolf, for the werewolf has sympathy
For the werewolf, somebody like you and me.
And only he goes to me, man this little flute I play.
All through the night, until the light of day, and we are doomed to play.





For the werewolf, for the werewolf, has sympathy
For the werewolf, somebody like you and me.

Overall Meaning

The song "Werewolf" by Metronomy tells the story of a werewolf who is wandering around in the night, crying and howling. The first verse describes the werewolf's movement as he steps along, without breaking any branches along his path. The singer reveals that he once saw the werewolf in the moonlight, with bats flying around. He describes the werewolf crying, which creates a sense of sympathy and pathos towards the creature.


The chorus suggests a sense of longing and pain. The werewolf is crying, and nobody knows why. The lyrics, "How I loved the man, as I teared off his clothes" provide a metaphorical context. It could represent how the werewolf is transforming from a man into a beast. The werewolf's pain is associated with its transformation into a beast during the full moon. As the moon rises, the werewolf transforms, and the pain the singer feels is due to the upcoming transformation.


The third verse contains lines that are somewhat puzzling at first glance - "Only he goes to me, man this little flute I play. All through the night, until the light of day, and we are doomed to play." It can be interpreted as the werewolf's flute-playing providing some sort of solace to the singer, and that they are both doomed to wander at night, playing their respective parts.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh the werewolf, oh the werewolf
The singer is drawing attention to a mythical creature often associated with darkness and terror- the werewolf.


Comes stepping along
The werewolf moves gracefully despite its massive size, weight and power.


He don't even break the branches where he's gone
The werewolf treads carefully and masterfully, leaving no traces or destruction behind.


Once I saw him in the moonlight, when the bats were a flying
The singer recalls a particular sighting of the werewolf- at night, when the moon was out in full and the bats were out.


I saw the werewolf, and the werewolf was crying
The werewolf, often depicted as a monster, was crying, indicating that it may have emotions and vulnerabilities like any other creature.


Cryin' nobody knows, nobody knows, body knows
The werewolf's tears are private, and even though it appears like he is sad, nobody knows why he is crying.


How I loved the man, as I teared off his clothes.
The werewolf is not the only creature with emotions- the singer once loved a man passionately to the point that they tore off his clothes.


Cryin' nobody know, nobody knows my pain
The singer's pain is as private as the werewolf's tears- nobody knows how they feel inside.


When I see that it's risen; that fool moon again
The sight of the full moon triggers the singer's pain and longing.


For the werewolf, for the werewolf has sympathy
Despite being a dangerous creature, the werewolf has the ability to feel and understand the pain of others.


For the werewolf, somebody like you and me.
The werewolf is not so different from humans, and possesses characteristics that we can relate to.


And only he goes to me, man this little flute I play.
The singer is able to communicate and connect with the werewolf through music, using a small flute to do so.


All through the night, until the light of day, and we are doomed to play.
The singer and the werewolf spend the night playing music, but their connection and joy are short-lived, as they are both cursed and fated to their respective forms.




Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Written by: MICHAEL HURLEY

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