Butthole Surfers - Dracula From Houston Lyrics
Got no future, great big pastLittle bitty guy on the rim of my glassGotta meet the plane so I can get my monkeyTeach him to be cool but a little bit funkyGot no credit, and I got no fearAnd I got about a buck, so I can buy a beerGotta see a doctor bout the words I've saidAnd I gotta get a bike, and I gotta paint it red[Chorus]Oh no, we gotta goWe're not gonna live foreverWhy? Why? We gotta dieYou know that well be togetherHey hey we gotta sayI could never be a saviorYou dont have to be thereCause I'm never never neverComin homeThree feet deep in a slow motion wreckI was walkin the walk and I was talkin to the bestI was wrinkled and shriveled and steppin outta linePlayin' the end against the middle and losin every timeI was venous and heinous and crippled and sadThought I was invincible the baddest of the badThen I woke up one morning and I stepped out of bedHad to get a bike. Had to paint it redOh no, we gotta goWere not gonna live foreverWhy? Why? We gotta dieYou know that well be togetherHey hey we gotta sayI could never be a saviorI know that youll miss meBut Im never never neverComin homeCrazy - Im crazy, I wanna tell you that Im...[ x 5 background]Janis E. and Kurtis Mayfield, Leslie Gore with Dallas SassoonHow you think they'll, How you think they'll, How you think they'll take itSaid, how you think they'll take it when I hear all about itRebel Joe, Wighead Jane. Where will he go and wheres the brainEste noche, enchillada, in Chicago ni por nadaOh no , we gotta goWere not gonna live foreverWhy? Why? we gotta dieYou know that well be togetherHey hey we gotta sayI could never be a saviorYou dont have to be thereCause Im never never neverComin homeStaring in disbelief out at the gloomI was forced with remorse to learn the bassoonI got real good in about six yearsStarted playin out for a couple of beersThen one day I was playin at the gig andIn walked the monkey with a couple of funky friendsHe came right over and said this is what youll doYoure gonna get a bike, you're gonna paint it blueOh no, we gotta goWere not gonna live foreverWhy? Why? We gotta dieYou know that well be togetherHey hey we gotta sayI could never be a saviorI know that youll miss me,But Im never never neverComin home...
