Butthole Surfers - Dracula From Houston lyrics

Got no future, great big past Little bitty guy on the rim of my gla**. 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. Oh no, we gotta go, we're not gonna live forever Why, why, we gotta die? You know that WE'LL 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' out of line PLAYIN' the end against the MIDDLE and losing 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, we're not gonna live forever Why, why, we gotta die? You know that WE'LL 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 crazy) Janis E. and Kurtis Mayfield, Leslie Gore with VIDAL Sa**oon How you think I, How you think I, How you think I take it Said, how you think I take it when I hear all about it Where will he go and where's the brain Este noche, enchillada, in Chicago ni por nada Oh no, we gotta go, we're not gonna live forever Why, why, we gotta die? You know that WE'LL 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 Starin' in disbelief out at the gloom I was forced with remorse to learn the ba**oon I got real good in about six years Started playing 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, we're not gonna live forever Why, why, we gotta die? You know that we'll 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