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LYRICS:

THE VAMPIRE CLUB

Oh, the moon was full

and the color of blood

the night the pirates came

To the Vampire Club.

Their leader was tall and snide and slim.

He looked like a gay Captain Morgan.

Well, he recognized a Vampire

from his school.

And he did something that was

Most uncool, he said,

"Hey everybody, see the fool in the cape?"

His name's Bernie Weinstein

And he's in the 8th grade!"

Fangs were flying, capes were torn.

Hell hath no fury like a Vampire scorned.

Number one rule in this game:

Never call one by his real name.

Wigs were pulled, top hats were crushed

by pointy boots in a rush.

And Boris at the bar orders a Bud and says,

"It's just another night at the Vampire Club."

Missi lost a fang in the ladies room.

We all laughed and called her "Snaggletooth!"

Dee was mad cause he broke his cane

and he flushed his contacts down the drain.

There was so much angst after the fight,

Vlad and Akasha broke up that night

while some rivet-heads danced in a puddle of goo

that used to be "Father" you-know-who!

Fangs were flying, capes were torn.

Hell hath no fury like a Vampire scorned.

Number one rule in this game:

Never call one by his real name.

Wigs were pulled, top hats were crushed

by pointy boots in a rush

and Boris at the bar orders a Bud and says,

"It's just another night at the Vampire Club."

Well, it's hard to believe but we're still around.

When we hang out it's always upside down.

Dressed in black from toe to head singing,

"Bela Lugosi's still undead!"

A gaggle of goths is a peaceful site.

We'd do anything to avoid a fight.

But if you really want to see some gore and blood

wait 'til the Ravers come to the Vampire Club!

Fangs were flying, capes were torn.

Hell hath no fury like a Vampire scorned.

Number one rule in this game:

Never call one by his real name.

Wigs were pulled, top hats were crushed

by pointy boots in a rush

and Boris at the bar orders a Bud and says,

"It's just another night at the Vampire Club."