Wild eyed, he is dressed to the ninesThe moon is hanging above him, like a halo on fireBlack hands, he’s out there looking for lambsYou better lock up the mansionBaby, throw away the key’cause wolves are at the doorDon’t let them in cause you know what they came forFull blown, silver tongueKeep one eye open and your hand to the shotgunOh, what an innocent child, what a beautiful preyWhen those wolves come aroundYou better keep them awayShe’s precious, pure as new fallen snowShe’s hanging on every wordBut she don’t know what’s in storeHe’s got his dirty fingers ’round her pearly white neckAll she wanted was loveHe’s gonna love her to death’cause wolves are at the doorDon’t let them in cause you know what they came forFull blown, silver tongueKeep one eye open and your hand to the shotgunOh, what an innocent child, what a beautiful preyWhen those wolves come aroundYou better keep them awayYeahKeep them awayWolves are at the doorDon’t let them in cause you know what they came forFull blown, silver tongueKeep one eye open and your hand to the shotgunOh, what an innocent childWhat a beautiful preyWhat an innocent childWhat a beautiful preyWhen those wolves come aroundYou better keep them awayYeahKeep them awayKeep them away