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Earwigs in my fridge at midnight put me in a dancing mood
I climb up to the windowsill and watch the neighbors in the nude
Voyeuristis, cataclysmis! They think I’m frightfully rude
Then, my master’s voice comes through
Renfield, where are you? Whatever I say, you must do
Sallow girls drained of blood, leaves them in his trail
Tis my job for him to find, victims
Victims to assail
London is my larder. Renfield, please try harder
Earwigs in my fridge at midnight put me in a dancing mood
I’m bouncing down the high street now, shopping for new clothes
I buy a pair of gothic shoes, showing off my toes
Once more down Oxford Street, I shop for a Mac and fries
Looking for a toothsome girl to soften with my lies
I hear the master calling me
That one, with big brown eyes and creamy, luscious, juicy thighs
Come into my parlor, said the spider to the fly
Let me sink my teeth into your neck
It’ll make you feel so high
He throws his cape around her. A hiss and a suck and a hiss
Then Dracula releases her, another pallid, gothic miss
As he wipes the blood from off his lips, he says with a simpering purr
That look of rigor mortis will soon be de rigueur
Renfield, you just gave me an exquisite surprise
So eat your fill of bedbug soup and ladybirds and flies
Cockroaches and millipedes and a million spider’s eyes
Earwigs in my fridge at midnight put me in a dancing mood
But it’s not my night for insects
What’s required is human food
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