Motley Crue

He's the wolf screaming lonely in the night
He's the blood.stain on the stage
He's the tear in your eye
Been tempted by his lie
He's the knife in your back
He's rage
He's the razor to the knife
Ho, lonely is our lives
My heads soinnin' round and round
But in seasons of wither
We'll stand and deliver
Be strong and laugh and
Shout-shout-shout
Shout at the devil