Werewolf-Surf-Gang

(80s Glam Rock Anthem)

(Intro)

(Spoken over a shredding guitar riff)

“Get ready to ride the wild tide… where the waves are fierce, and the wolves run free! Welcome to Beach Bod City!”

(Verse 1)

The full moon’s risin’ on the midnight sea,

The werewolf gang’s out, and they’re wild and free.

Boards in hand, fangs flashin’ bright,

They’re takin’ the surf and howlin’ through the night!

(Pre-Chorus)

With claws on the rails and their eyes on fire,

They’re kings of the tide, riding waves of desire.

Silver skies, electric spray,

They’re the beasts of the beach, and they’re here to slay!

(Chorus)

Beach Bod City, where the wolves come alive,

Surfing the moonlight, takin’ the dive.

Beach Bod City, where the wild hearts roam,

Shreddin’ the surf, this is their throne!

(Verse 2)

Leather and denim, howlin’ at the shore,

They’ve got the moves that make the ocean roar.

Catchin’ every curl with a growl and a grin,

You can’t outrun ‘em when the tide rolls in!

(Pre-Chorus)

Sharp-toothed smiles and a fearless ride,

They’ll take you on a trip to the wild side.

With every wave, they claim their name,

Beach Bod City’s the hall of fame!

(Chorus)

Beach Bod City, where the wolves come alive,

Surfing the moonlight, takin’ the dive.

Beach Bod City, where the wild hearts roam,

Shreddin’ the surf, this is their throne!

(Bridge)

(Spoken over a heavy drumbeat)

“Do you hear the howl? That’s the call of the tide… and they don’t back down!”

(Guitar solo)

(A face-melting, high-energy solo with tapping, whammy dives, and a squealing climax.)

(Chorus)

Beach Bod City, where the wolves come alive,

Surfing the moonlight, takin’ the dive.

Beach Bod City, where the wild hearts roam,

Shreddin’ the surf, this is their throne!

(Outro)

(Chanting with gang vocals)

“Beach Bod City! Beach Bod City!”

(Wolf howls and crashing waves fade into a final triumphant guitar chord.)