From the genius that is Heywood Banks.
To a tune you might recognize.
You better not scream
You'd better be scared
His collar is up
His speech is impaired
Count Dracula is coming to town.
He flies through the night
Flapping his cape
Chewing on necks
He doesn't like stakes
Count Dracula is coming to town.
Now if the sun is shining
You know that he is sleeping
And if you hold a cross to him
It's gonna hurt his feelings
Hot tub of blood
You've seen him on Cribs
Doing that damn
Transylvania Twist
Count Dracula is coming to town
He must use echolocation
To see to fly and land
And if he bites your jugular
Better check your health care plan.
He snoozes in dirt
Hangs from his heels
Dresses in black
Sleeps between meals
Count Dracula is coming to town.
He's got those sharp bicuspids
With those hands so clammy
And if he flies into your room
You're gonna crap your jammies.
Ohhhhhhhh
You'd better not scream
You'd better be scared
His collar is up
His speech is impaired
Count Dracula is coming to town.
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4 comments:
This reminds me-- have you ever seen Blacula? Awesomely bad. It was on an obscure channel Saturday night.
I do not want that tune in my head! *insert raspberry here*
hahahahhaa.......the perfect song to teach my students (all severely emotionally disturbed, by the way)
Yeah, I know...but by the weekend, the principal will forget ---- :)
I love Heywood Banks. Thank God for the Bob and Tom Show.
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