Butthole Surfers Dracula From Houston Lyrics

Dracula From Houston 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

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...