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Available at iTunes: itunes.apple.com/us/album/boo-hoo/id606607792
and CDbaby.com: www.cdbaby.com/artist/voltaire
And physical copies can be found at www.projekt.com
www.projekt.com/store/product-category/artists/voltaire/
If you find yourself listening to this song often, please consider buying a copy at one of the links above! Thanks for keeping the music alive!!!
LYRICS:
THE VAMPIRE CLUB
Oh, the moon was full
and the color of blood
the night the pirates came
To the Vampire Club.
Their leader was tall and snide and slim.
He looked like a gay Captain Morgan.
Well, he recognized a Vampire
from his school.
And he did something that was
Most uncool, he said,
"Hey everybody, see the fool in the cape?"
His name's Bernie Weinstein
And he's in the 8th grade!"
Fangs were flying, capes were torn.
Hell hath no fury like a Vampire scorned.
Number one rule in this game:
Never call one by his real name.
Wigs were pulled, top hats were crushed
by pointy boots in a rush.
And Boris at the bar orders a Bud and says,
"It's just another night at the Vampire Club."
Missi lost a fang in the ladies room.
We all laughed and called her "Snaggletooth!"
Dee was mad cause he broke his cane
and he flushed his contacts down the drain.
There was so much angst after the fight,
Vlad and Akasha broke up that night
while some rivet-heads danced in a puddle of goo
that used to be "Father" you-know-who!
Fangs were flying, capes were torn.
Hell hath no fury like a Vampire scorned.
Number one rule in this game:
Never call one by his real name.
Wigs were pulled, top hats were crushed
by pointy boots in a rush
and Boris at the bar orders a Bud and says,
"It's just another night at the Vampire Club."
Well, it's hard to believe but we're still around.
When we hang out it's always upside down.
Dressed in black from toe to head singing,
"Bela Lugosi's still undead!"
A gaggle of goths is a peaceful site.
We'd do anything to avoid a fight.
But if you really want to see some gore and blood
wait 'til the Ravers come to the Vampire Club!
Fangs were flying, capes were torn.
Hell hath no fury like a Vampire scorned.
Number one rule in this game:
Never call one by his real name.
Wigs were pulled, top hats were crushed
by pointy boots in a rush
and Boris at the bar orders a Bud and says,
"It's just another night at the Vampire Club."
Available at iTunes: itunes.apple.com/us/album/boo-hoo/id606607792
and CDbaby.com: www.cdbaby.com/artist/voltaire
And physical copies can be found at www.projekt.com
www.projekt.com/store/product-category/artists/voltaire/
If you find yourself listening to this song often, please consider buying a copy at one of the links above! Thanks for keeping the music alive!!!
LYRICS:
THE VAMPIRE CLUB
Oh, the moon was full
and the color of blood
the night the pirates came
To the Vampire Club.
Their leader was tall and snide and slim.
He looked like a gay Captain Morgan.
Well, he recognized a Vampire
from his school.
And he did something that was
Most uncool, he said,
"Hey everybody, see the fool in the cape?"
His name's Bernie Weinstein
And he's in the 8th grade!"
Fangs were flying, capes were torn.
Hell hath no fury like a Vampire scorned.
Number one rule in this game:
Never call one by his real name.
Wigs were pulled, top hats were crushed
by pointy boots in a rush.
And Boris at the bar orders a Bud and says,
"It's just another night at the Vampire Club."
Missi lost a fang in the ladies room.
We all laughed and called her "Snaggletooth!"
Dee was mad cause he broke his cane
and he flushed his contacts down the drain.
There was so much angst after the fight,
Vlad and Akasha broke up that night
while some rivet-heads danced in a puddle of goo
that used to be "Father" you-know-who!
Fangs were flying, capes were torn.
Hell hath no fury like a Vampire scorned.
Number one rule in this game:
Never call one by his real name.
Wigs were pulled, top hats were crushed
by pointy boots in a rush
and Boris at the bar orders a Bud and says,
"It's just another night at the Vampire Club."
Well, it's hard to believe but we're still around.
When we hang out it's always upside down.
Dressed in black from toe to head singing,
"Bela Lugosi's still undead!"
A gaggle of goths is a peaceful site.
We'd do anything to avoid a fight.
But if you really want to see some gore and blood
wait 'til the Ravers come to the Vampire Club!
Fangs were flying, capes were torn.
Hell hath no fury like a Vampire scorned.
Number one rule in this game:
Never call one by his real name.
Wigs were pulled, top hats were crushed
by pointy boots in a rush
and Boris at the bar orders a Bud and says,
"It's just another night at the Vampire Club."