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Butthole Surfers - "Dracula From Houston"
Lyrics to Dracula From Houston : got no future, great big past little bitty guy on the rim of my glass gotta meet the plane so i can get my monkey teach him to be cool butt a little bit funky got no credit and i got no fear<a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> and i got about a buck so i can buy a beer gotta see a doctor bout the words Ive said and i gotta get a bike and i gotta paint it red oh no we gotta go were not gonna live forever why why we gotta die you know that well be together hey hey we gotta say i could never be a savior you dont have to be there cuz Im never never never coming home three feet deep in a slow-motion wreck i was walkin the walk and i was talking to the best i was wrinkled an shriveled an steppin out of line playin the end against the middle and losin every time i was vainous, heinous, crippled, sad thought i was invincible the baddest of the bad then i woke up one morning and i stepped out of bed had to get a bike, had to paint it red oh no we gotta go were not gonna live forever why why we gotta die you know that well be together hey hey we gotta say i could never be a savior i know that youll miss me butt Im never never never coming home crazy, Im crazed i wanna tell you that Im crazy Janis Ian Curtis Mayfield Lesley Gore Vidal Sasson how ya thinka how ya thinka how ya think Ill take it saida how ya think Ill take it when they hit it on the moon rebel Joe weird Jane where will they go and wheres their brain esta noche enchilada pinche cabron ni por nada oh no we gotta go were not gonna live forever why why we gotta die you know that well be together hey hey we gotta say i could never be a savior you dont have to be there cuz Im never never never coming home staring in disbelief out at the gloom i was forced with remorse to learn the bassoon i got real good in about six years started playin out for a couple of beers then one day i was playin at the gig and in walked the monkey with a couple of funky friends he came right over and said this is what youll do your gonna get a bike your gonna paint it blue ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oh no we gotta go were not gonna live forever why why we gotta die you know that well be together hey hey we gotta say i could never be a savior and i know that youll miss me but Im never never never coming home [ Dracula From Houston Lyrics ]
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