The Texas Drag Queen Massacre
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Glampire

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Glampire

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Err!

Whoa!

Transylvania is where I call home,

I got a lust for blood and my fangs are chrome,

Skid Row blaring from the coffin that I own,

Motley Crüe when I'm sitting all alone,

I can't die but I fly in the middle of the night,

Guns and Roses when the feeling is right,

Dead motherfucker and I really do suck,

Like Twisted Sister "I Want To Rock!"

Well I want to paint your face,

With blood and mascara,

Well I want to dress you up,

In black lace and horror.

Follow me home where I live all alone,

Down the end of a street called malice,

Where the light never shines on this castle of mine,

And the speakers are spewing out Alice,

Pull up a chair and sit over there,

By the dark of an unlit fire,

Feel a shiver of fear as you know you are near,

To the shadow of the Glampire.

Whoa!

Judas Priest! You look like a miss,

With a two fang smile just looking for a Kiss,

New York Doll with a widow's peak,

Poison in every little word you speak,

You got all the style and all the panache,

Of seventies, pre-punk, glam rock trash,

Got my evil eye set on you,

Something I can really sink my teeth into.

Well I want to paint your face,

With blood and mascara,

Well I want to dress you up,

In black lace and horror.

Follow me home where I live all alone,

Down the end of a street called malice,

Where the light never shines on this castle of mine,

And the speakers are spewing out Alice,

Pull up a chair and sit over there,

By the dark of an unlit fire,

Feel a shiver of fear as you know you are near,

To the shadow of the Glampire.

Follow me home where I live all alone,

Down the end of a street called malice,

Where the light never shines on this castle of mine,

And the speakers are spewing out Alice,

Pull up a chair and sit over there,

By the dark of an unlit fire,

Feel a shiver of fear as you know you are near,

To the shadow of the Glampire.

Shadow of the Glampire,

Shadow of the Glampire,

Shadow of the Glampire.

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