Greaseball - Stupid Vampire Lyrics

Lyrics Stupid Vampire - Greaseball



I hang with the goblins daily, fucking up functions
I lay in a coffin all day and think about nothing
I hang with the goblins daily, fucking up functions
I lay in a coffin all day and think about nothing
I went down to 7-Eleven to get a beverage
Spending all of my ends that were intended on the rent
Your total's $7.07 the man behind the counter sweatin
Embarrassed as I was staring at his neck um
Oh, I'm forgetting my cigarettes, such a simpleton
Pendleton falling off of my shoulders
Now it's resembling a cape
And you can always count
Don't ever be miSTAKEn
No shadow of a doubt
Stained yellow fangs start to glow with the moon
Got a fresh 211, ought to finish that soon cause
I think transparency is better and clearer
But I'm offended by the lack of my reflection in the mirror
I'm so sensitive as everybody's trembling, fearing
And if I could edit my preferences
I'd let them all nearer, but I digress
In the way that I'm dressed in Victorian attire
I guess I'm just a stupid vampire
I hang with the goblins daily, fucking up functions
I lay in a coffin all day and think about nothing
I hang with the goblins daily, fucking up functions
I lay in a coffin all day and think about nothing
See as a youngin' I knew something was troubling
Because every time I saw blood my stomach was rumbling
It was all good
The other kids would run in the sun
In the winter I was in the dungeon
Having fun with the blood on the ceiling
Ay
I saw the witch doctor, baby taught the Kujichagulia
Bit her jugular, there's no more doctor here
I said it's hard to practice modesty and tolerance
I follow around the cauldron with pot-bellied goblins
I always wanted me a normal life and nice clothes
Now I lose a girlfriend every time her eyes close
Sweatin' in the moonlight, laughing at the sinking ships
With a jolt, I hide my fangs beneath my stinking lips
Not only mortals gotta prove that they're worth something
I've been alive a thousand years and still ain't learned nothin'
I hang with the goblins daily, funkin' up functions
I lay in a coffin all day and think about nothing
I hang with the goblins daily, funkin' up functions
I lay in a coffin all day and think about nothing
I hang with the goblins daily, funkin' up functions
I lay in a coffin all day and think about nothing
I hang with the goblins daily, fucking up functions
I lay in a coffin all day and think about nothing



Writer(s): Joseph Palmerin


Greaseball - The Alligator King
Album The Alligator King
date of release
03-01-2019




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