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Vlad, Vlad, Vlad the impaler |
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Vlad, Vlad, He could have been a sailor but he's |
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Vlad, Vlad, Vlad the impaler |
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Vlad, Vlad, He could have been a Whaler |
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could have been a Tailor, |
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He turned out to be Norman Mailer |
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Whoaaoo |
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He stepped back and he smoked a joint |
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Twenty thousand peasants had to get the point |
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Mommy was a hamster, Daddy was a jailer |
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Real tough childhood for such a fucking failure |
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He's so glad he's Vlad |
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When he was a boy, they sent him to the Turks |
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But you know they didn't like him |
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because all the Turks were jerks |
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When Vlad returned home his wrath |
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for his ancient foe had spurned |
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But the ancient art of impalement |
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was something that the boy had learned |
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Oh, how he learned |
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He learned, they burned and burned and burned |
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Rotisseries of corpses turned |
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He's so glad, oh he's so glad he's Vlad |
