Dracula From Houston Lyrics
| Song | Dracula From Houston |
| Artist | Butthole Surfers |
| Album | Weird Revolution |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Calhoun, Haynes | |
| 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 don't 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 you'll miss me | |
| But I'm never never never | |
| Comin' home | |
| Crazy - I'm crazy, | |
| I wanna tell you that | |
| I'm... [ 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 where's 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 don't have to be there | |
| Cause I'm 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 you'll do | |
| You're 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 you'll miss me, | |
| But I'm never never never | |
| Comin' home... |
| zuo ci : Calhoun, Haynes | |
| 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 don' t 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 you' ll miss me | |
| But I' m never never never | |
| Comin' home | |
| Crazy I' m crazy, | |
| I wanna tell you that | |
| I' m... 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 where' s 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 don' t have to be there | |
| Cause I' m 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 you' ll do | |
| You' re 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 you' ll miss me, | |
| But I' m never never never | |
| Comin' home... |
| zuò cí : Calhoun, Haynes | |
| 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 don' t 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 you' ll miss me | |
| But I' m never never never | |
| Comin' home | |
| Crazy I' m crazy, | |
| I wanna tell you that | |
| I' m... 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 where' s 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 don' t have to be there | |
| Cause I' m 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 you' ll do | |
| You' re 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 you' ll miss me, | |
| But I' m never never never | |
| Comin' home... |
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