The Hornstreet heights; My slumbering giant One hand in the sky And one on my suicide Screaming at the top of our lungs Hold me while I break to your song Now baby 'Cause babe I belong here For better or worse My blessing and curse Ah So keep on movin' Or stay by my side Oh, in the liquid chains of night The memory won't abide Ah, broken visions in the dead of night Sleeping in a carport what did you find My baby 'Cause babe I belong here For better or worse My blessing and curse Howling Howling Howling Now all the madmen They're at my door They're screaming in the hallways And I don't know what for The Jesus lady and the opera stars The spiritsingers and the sign of Ra 'Cause babe I belong here For better or worse My blessing and curse Howling Howling Howling Now is it so that the man The neolithic man Cane in his hand He struck not for pleasure He struck not for glory He didn't strike for the sake of his story No, I think he drew blood To save the skin of someone that he loved I don't know I don't know I don't know Howling Howling Howling