Wolf-mother, where you been? You look so worn, so thin You're a taker, devils-maker Let me hear you sing, hey-ya hey-ya Wolf-father, at the door You don't smile anymore You're a drifter, shape-shifter Let me see you run, hey-ya hey-ya When I run through

Everybody got to elevate from the norm Everybody got mixed feelings Everybody got to deviate from the norm A tired mind become a shape-shifter Everybody need reverse polarity About the function and the form Everybody got to elevate Unstable condition A

The shape shifter I am the walker on the wind I am the eagle in the sky Howling in the night I was born of giant's blood Raised in Asgård, the home of gods I am the master of disguise For this trait I've gained your prise Fast in thought, quicker tongue