Butthole Surfers Dracula From Houston (complete) Lyrics

Dracula From Houston (complete) Lyrics

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



Had the end against the middle and losin every time



I was famous 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 crazy) x5







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



Your 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...