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Song title: Butthole Surfers - Dracula From Houston

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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 but a little bit funky
Got no credit, and I got no fear
And I got about a buck, so I can buy a beer
Gotta see a doctor bout the words I've said
And I gotta get a bike, and I gotta paint it red
[Chorus]
Oh no, we gotta go
We're 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
Cause I'm never never never
Comin home
Three feet deep in a slow motion wreck
I was walkin the walk and I was talkin to the best
I was wrinkled and shriveled and steppin outta line
Playin' the end against the middle and losin every time
I was venous and heinous and crippled and 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
But Im never never never
Comin home
Crazy - Im crazy, I wanna tell you that Im...[ x 5 background]
Janis E. and Kurtis Mayfield, Leslie Gore with Dallas Sassoon
How you think they'll, How you think they'll, How you think they'll take it
Said, how you think they'll take it when I hear all about it
Rebel Joe, Wighead Jane. Where will he go and wheres the brain
Este noche, enchillada, in Chicago 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
Cause Im never never never
Comin 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
Youre gonna get a bike, you're gonna paint it blue
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,
But Im never never never
Comin home...