Butthole Surfers - Dracula From Houston | Текст песни

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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 gotta paint it red.

Oh no, we gotta go, we're not gonna live forever
Why, why, we gotta die? You know that will be together
Hey, hey we gotta say, I could never be a savior
You don't have to be there вЂ