Werewolf Bar Mitzvah

Aw, man, Tray, look up at the sky

It's a full moon on the Sabbath

This is- scary

Break it down

I was working late on my Haftorah

When I heard a knock on my bedroom-doorah

I opened it up and to my surprise

There was a werewolf standing there with glowing gold eyes

He says, "Tomorrow, my son, you will be a man

But tonight's the time to join the wolfen clan" (clan)

"Tomorrow you will stand at the bimah and pray

But tonight let's gaze at the moon and bay"

Werewolf Bar Mitzvah, spooky scary

Boys becoming men

Men becoming wolves

Werewolf Bar Mitzvah, spooky scary

Boys becoming men

Men becoming wolves

Alright, that was, that was great, Tray

Okay, it's over, that's a wrap, oh

The next day, what happened

The Talmud didn't teach (oh, there's more)

I got up in front of everyone to give my little speech

Then my teeth turned into fangs

And my nails into claws

And I nearly dropped the Torah

When my hands turned into paws

I growled and I roared and my rabbi did as well

It was a rocking werewolf zoo at Temple Beth Emanuel

Ay, man, where'd you lead all these Jewish words?

My manager, Harvey Lemmings

Werewolf Bar Mitzvah, spooky scary

Boys becoming men

Men becoming wolves

I don't, I, I just don't think this- the idea of the song

Can sustain itself for that long

It doesn't, it seems a little sweaty now, so

This whole premise is sweaty

We had a reception at the Larchmont Country Club

They served a real nice brisket and an eight foot party sub

I danced with my cousins, I got money from my folks

We had a lot of fun making circumcision jokes

Then I remembered the premise of my song

I was at a nice reception, but the werewolf part was gone

So we pulled ourselves together, and we're wolf men again

Just in time for monster fight to begin (no)

All the country club employees were brain sucking pack

Who had all turned into zombies and were on the attack (nah, man)

So we fought them and some Dracula's and Frankenstein's, too

'Cause you gotta live Bar Mitzvah even if you're not a- (aroo)

(There's no such thing as Frankensteins) werewolf Bar Mitzvas

Spooky scary (steins)

(There's no plural Frankenstein) Boys becoming men

Men becoming wolves

Werewolf Bar Mitzvah, kooky hairy

Boys becoming men

Men becoming wolves

I don't want this, I don't like, this, this is scary

Turning into werewolves and stuff, you know?

I got excited when I saw a poodle on the street the other day

Aroo-ooh-ooh!