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The Vampire Saga
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Nagasaki’s Dusk
by The Poet Playwright, Asian Kung-fu Generation, Loso, NELL, TOKIO, & Coldplay
I used to fish the sea
And every morning’s wake
Set the cast
Now off to Kyoto Castle
Run off to protect the Bastille
State my intention to my love
Set my kids to bed
And off to Kyoto Castle
Run of to protect the Bastille
State my oath to protect the castle
So I can keep my love safe
And she will set my kids to bed
Now Kyoto Castle roam the streets
And I roam the streets
For Hades Gate in the heat
Of the night ‘til dawn
And then I sleep in Kyoto’s Dawn
‘til Nagasaki’s Dusk I repeat
And now every night I roam the streets
With you three in the heat
Of the night ‘til dawn
I hear the wicked wind
Howling in the streets
And my heart was in a spin
Of Hades Gate in the heat
Of the night ‘til dawn
And I succumb to the wicked wind
Howling in the streets
I hear the wild wind
Growling in the boulevard
And my head was in a spin
Of Hellsing where the blacktop part
And the night was singin’
And I succumb to the wild wind
Growling in the boulevard
But Kyoto Castle stands on bedrock
And the foundation is on outcrop
And we are the caltrops to the wicked and wild night
Howling ‘til dawn’s light
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Vampire parasites
by The Poet Playwright, Of Monsters & Men, Coldplay, & Muse
Christ Martin’s solo vocal
Come on!
Parasites all around us
The vampires have been infecting us
With coronavirus in a pus
With a bite of the puss
It’s time to take your bowgun with your cross
It’s time to put them on the cross
It’s time to fight before we’re vampire sauce
It’s time to hang them dry on their cross
Down to the road to their perdition
Down to the pits of their damnation
Down ‘til there’s no salvation
Off to hunt Dracula in the night
Off to side with the Draconians side by side
Off to hang them dry
Before they suck us dry
Strap your bowgun and cross to your back
Strap your bows and cartridge to your pack
Trap them in their footstep track
What kind of creatures wear capes with trench coats oh what a tack
Let’s hunt them down even if it’s for a sense of fashion that they lack
Come on!
Come on!
Boot them up to this track
Shoot them up like birds in a pack
Shoot them up with the flack
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Parasite fever is in all of us
The vampires have been calling us
With coronavirus in the gust
With our necks in a gush
It’s time to take your bowgun with your cross
It’s time to put them on the cross
It’s time to fight before we’re vampire sauce
It’s time to hang them dry on their cross
Down to the road to their perdition
Down to the pits of their damnation
Down ‘til there’s no salvation
Off to hunt Dracula in the night
Off to hunt Dracula in his flight
Off to hunt Dracula in our plight
Shoot ‘em down like holes in kites
Shoot ‘em down row after row
Shoot ‘em down oh what a sight
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Pits of Helsinki
by The Poet Playwright, the Beaches, Kings of Leon, Coldplay, the White Stripes
Jack White’s solo vocal
We’re gonna rule them all
From Pennsylvania Avenue
To the avenues in Pennsylvania
From Philadelphia City
To the Church of Philadelphia
From on high the Liberty Bell
To the ringing bell of Statue of Liberty
And we can hear them now
Ringing for us now
The ringing bell of this Continent America
From the persecutions of the Church in Vatican
And we’ll ring the bell on Capitol Hill in the States of America
From the executions of the Church in Anglican
And we’ll ring the London Bell now
And they can hear us now
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The elephants can hear us now
The donkeys can hear us now
And even the crocodiles can hear us now
Crying their crocodile tears ‘til the cows come home
And the cowbells are ringing now
And when they come we’ll line them up
Like cattle in row
And this is the seeds we sow
And we plough the field in row
And we sowing the seed now
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We’ll take them all
On Capitol Hill to Parliament Hill
And we’ll ring them all in
The Bells of Vatican Hill
To the Bells of Jerusalem Hill
So the world can hear us now
They’ll ring for us now
And we’ll ring them out now
So the world can hear them now
Jordan’s solo vocal
We’re gonna reign them all
In the Fields of Abraham
To the Mount of Abraham
From the Land of Abram
To the Palace of Bathsheba
Long ‘til the Sea of Abrasheba
Long ‘til they drown in the Sea of Abrasheba
And their throats are ringing now
Swallowing down the holy water
‘til the Morning Bell starts ringing now
And their eyes start burning now
‘til their stomachs start churning now
‘til their corpses start burning in the Morning Sun
And the Sun starts ringing now
‘round the full blood Moon
‘til red is burning now
Like their eyes burn red
‘til the rings ‘round their eyes
Burn like the Morning Sun
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The elephants can hear us now
The donkeys can hear us now
And even the crocodiles can hear us now
Crying their crocodile tears ‘til the cows come home
And the cowbells are ringing now
And when they come we’ll line them up
Like cattle in row
And this is the seeds we sow
And we plough the field in row
And we sowing the seed now
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We’ll take them all
To the Imperial Assembly to the Queen’s Assembly
And we’ll ring them all in
The Bell of Vatican Wall
To the Bell of Jerusalem Wall
So the world can hear us now
They’ll ring for us now
And we’ll ring them out now
So the world can hear them now
Caleb’s solo vocal
We’re gonna fight them all
In Rome’s Colosseum
To Freeman Coliseum
‘til every free man can hear us now
We’re gladiators now
And we’ll gladiate ‘til they can hear us howl
‘til the bowels of hell can hear us growl
‘til our blood soak the towel
‘til we’re every free man now
‘til our flag rise to every bell and tower
And the scorn of our blood and body score liberty now
‘til liberty howl
At the full blood Moon every fortnight
‘til they see the rays of Liberty’s Light
Oh what a sight
‘til we radiate Liberty’s Light
Every fortnight
‘til the blind sees light
Every fortnight
And every growl at the full blood Moon
Every fortnight
Oh what a sight
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The elephants can hear us now
The donkeys can hear us now
And even the crocodiles can hear us now
Crying their crocodile tears ‘til the cows come home
And the cowbells are ringing now
And when they come we’ll line them up
Like cattle in row
And this is the seeds we sow
And we plough the field in row
And we sowing the seed now
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We’ll take them all
In Manila Coast to Victoria Coast
And we’ll bring them all in
To the Bell of Vatican Gate
To the Bell of Jerusalem Gate
So the world can hear us now
They’ll ring for us now
And we’ll ring them out now
So the world can hear them now
Chris Martin’s solo vocal
We’re gonna cast them all
From Windsor Castle
To Diana Castle
From Scotland Yard
To the Church of Scotland
From On High the London Bell
To the Ringing Bell of Dublin
And we can hear them now
Ringing for us now
The Ringing Bell of this Continent Europe
From the Roman Empire
To the Holy Roman Empire
From what Rome made holy
We’ll ring the Bell of Rome now
‘til the church choir sing for us now
‘til the whole continent can hear us now
And we’ll ring the bell
‘til the whole world can hear us now
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The elephants can hear us now
The donkeys can hear us now
And even the crocodiles can hear us now
Crying their crocodile tears ‘til the cows come home
And the cowbells are ringing now
And when they come we’ll line them up
Like cattle in row
And this is the seeds we sow
And we plough the field in row
And we sowing the seed
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We’ll take them all
On Westminister to Westphalia
And we’ll ring them all in
The Bell of Vatican Hall
To the Bell of Jerusalem Hall
So the world can hear us now
They’ll ring for us now
And we’ll ring them out now
So the world can hear them now
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London Bridge
by The Poet Playwright, the Beaches, Kings of Leon, Coldplay, and the White Stripes
Chris Martin’s solo vocal
We're gonna cast them all
From Windsor Castle
To Diana Castle
From Scotland Yard
To the Church of Scotland
From On High the London Bell
To the Ringing Bell of Dublin
And we can hear them now
Ringing for us now
The Ringing Bell of this Continent Europe
From the Roman Empire
To the Holy Roman Empire
From what Rome made holy
We’ll ring the Bell of Rome now
‘til the church choir sing for us now
‘til the whole continent can hear us now
And we’ll ring the bell
‘til the whole world can hear us now
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The elephants can hear us now
The donkeys can hear us now
And even the crocodiles can hear us now
Crying their crocodile tears ‘til the cows come home
And the cowbells are ringing now
And when they come we’ll line them up
Like cattle in row
And this is the seeds we sow
And we plough the field in row
And we sowing the seed
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We’ll take them all
On Westminister to Westphalia
And we’ll ring them all in
The Bell of Vatican Hall
To the Bell of Jerusalem Hall
So the world can hear us now
They’ll ring for us now
And we’ll ring them out now
So the world can hear them now
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Ringing ‘atop their David Hills
And the elephants of hell are ringing now
Ringing at the closing of Hades Gate
And the Haide Gates are closing now
From the Doors of Belfast
To the Yards of Edinburgh
And Scotland Yard is rising now
And London Bridge is uprising now
And we’ll sink them to the Pits of Helsinki
‘til hell sinks to the pits now
and the wolves are crying now
‘til all the hounds cry at the full blood Moon
‘til the world can hear us howl
‘til they sink to the bowels of hell
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Liberty’s Light
by The Poet Playwright, the Beaches, Kings of Leon, Coldplay, and the White Stripes
Caleb’s solo vocal
We’re gonna fight them all
In Rome’s Colosseum
To Freeman Coliseum
‘til every free man can hear us now
We’re gladiators now
And we’ll gladiate ‘til they can hear us howl
‘til the bowels of hell can hear us growl
‘til our blood soak the towel
‘til we’re every free man now
‘til our flag rise to every bell and tower
And the scorn of our blood and body score liberty now
‘til liberty howl
At the full blood Moon every fortnight
‘til they see the rays of Liberty’s Light
Oh what a sight
‘til we radiate Liberty’s Light
Every fortnight
‘til the blind sees light
Every fortnight
And every growl at the full blood Moon
Every fortnight
Oh what a sight
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The elephants can hear us now
The donkeys can hear us now
And even the crocodiles can hear us now
Crying their crocodile tears ‘til the cows come home
And the cowbells are ringing now
And when they come we’ll line them up
Like cattle in row
And this is the seeds we sow
And we plough the field in row
And we sowing the seed now
break
We’ll take them all
In Manila Coast to Victoria Coast
And we’ll bring them all in
To the Bell of Vatican Gate
To the Bell of Jerusalem Gate
So the world can hear us now
They’ll ring for us now
And we’ll ring them out now
So the world can hear them now
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Ringing afoot their bottom foot
And the elephants of hell are bringing now
Bringing at the opening of Hades Gate
And the Haide Gates are opening now
From the Port of Singapore
To the Doors of Portugal
And German Autobahn is crying now
And Japan’s Dawn is falling now
And we’ll sink them to Pits of Helsinki
‘til hell sinks to the pits now
And the wolves are crying now
‘til all the hounds cry at the full blood Moon
‘til the world can hear us howl
‘til they sink to the bowels of hell
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Bell of Vatican
by The Poet Playwright, the Beaches, Kings of Leon, Coldplay, and the White Stripes
Jordan’s solo vocal
We’re gonna reign them all
In the Fields of Abraham
To the Mount of Abraham
From the Land of Abram
To the Palace of Bathsheba
Long ‘til the Sea of Abrasheba
Long ‘til they drown in the Sea of Abrasheba
And their throats are ringing now
Swallowing down the holy water
‘til the Morning Bell starts ringing now
And their eyes start burning now
‘til their stomachs start churning now
‘til their corpses start burning in the Morning Sun
And the Sun starts ringing now
‘round the full blood Moon
‘til red is burning now
Like their eyes burn red
‘til the rings ‘round their eyes
Burn like the Morning Sun
break
The elephants can hear us now
The donkeys can hear us now
And even the crocodiles can hear us now
Crying their crocodile tears ‘til the cows come home
And the cowbells are ringing now
And when they come we’ll line them up
Like cattle in row
And this is the seeds we sow
And we plough the field in row
And we sowing the seed now
break
We’ll take them all
To the Imperial Assembly to the Queen’s Assembly
And we’ll ring them all in
The Bell of Vatican Wall
To the Bell of Jerusalem Wall
So the world can hear us now
They’ll ring for us now
And we’ll ring them out now
So the world can hear them now
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Ringing ‘apit their bottom puts
And the elephants of hell are ringing now
Ringing at the closing of Hades Gate
And the Haide Gates are closing now
From Coast of Saigon
To the Host of Yangon
And Hades Gate is crying now
And Hellsing is falling now
And we’ll sink them to the Pits of Helsinki
‘til hell sinks to the pits now
And the wolves are crying now
‘til all the hounds cry at the full blood Moon
‘til the world can hear us howl
‘til they sink to the bowels of hell
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Elephants of hell
by The Poet Playwright, the Beaches, Kings of Leon, Coldplay, and the White Stripes
Jack White’s solo vocal
We’re gonna rule them all
From Pennsylvania Avenue
To the avenues in Pennsylvania
From Philadelphia City
To the Church of Philadelphia
From on high the Liberty Bell
To the ringing bell of Statue of Liberty
And we can hear them now
Ringing for us now
The ringing bell of this Continent America
From the persecutions of the Church in Vatican
And we’ll ring the bell on Capitol Hill in the States of America
From the executions of the Church in Anglican
And we’ll ring the London Bell now
And they can hear us now
break
The elephants can hear us now
The donkeys can hear us now
And even the crocodiles can hear us now
Crying their crocodile tears ‘til the cows come home
And the cowbells are ringing now
And when they come we’ll line them up
Like cattle in row
And this is the seeds we sow
And we plough the field in row
And we sowing the seed now
break
We’ll take them all
On Capitol Hill to Parliament Hill
And we’ll ring them all in
The Bell of Vatican Hill
To the Bell of Jerusalem Hill
So the world can hear us now
They’ll ring for us now
And we’ll ring them out now
So the world can hear them now
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Ringing ‘atop their Solomon Hills
And the elephants of hell are singing now
Ringing at the opening of Hades Gate
And the Haide Gates are opening now
From the Doors of Haifa
To the Yards of Haiti
And Scotland Yard is crying now
And London Bridge is falling now
And we’ll sink them to the Pits of Helsinki
‘til hell sinks to the pits now
And the wolves are crying now
‘til all the hounds cry at the full blood Moon
‘til the world can hear us howl
‘til they sink to the bowels of hell
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Vampire paranormal
by The Poet Playwright, Of Monster & Men, Coldplay, & Muse
Nanna’s solo vocal
Come on!
Pandemonia all around us
The government has been controlling us
The war machine is instilled in us
The vampire revolution is taking place in the US
It’s time to take your pistols and stakes
It’s time to put vampire rebels on the stakes
It’s time to pierce their hearts with silver bullets and stakes
It's time to counter the revolution before we’re all vampire steaks
Down to the wire, let’s set fire to their body and fangs on the stake
Down to the water, let’s wash our silver knifes in the lakes
Down to the cemetary, let’s set fire to their caskets before their revolution takes
Off to hunt Van Helsing in the night
Off to hunt in our vans before Hell sings in the night
Off to break their knees off their Vans before they skate off in the night
Off to hunt blood bats, shoot them down in the night
Before coronavirus infects us in its flight
Strap your pistols and machine guns to your back
Trap them in our bags like garlic sacks
Come on!
Come on!
What kind of creatures wear eyeshadows, lip sticks, and nail polished all in black
Let’s hunt them down even if it’s for a sense of fashion that they lack
Strap your stakes and cartridge belts to your Macks
Shoot them down like county fair shooting rubber ducks in your slacks
Strap them up and piled them up in a stack
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
It’s time to take your pistols and stakes
It’s time to put vampire rebels on the stakes
It’s time to pierce their hearts with silver bullets and stakes
It's time to counter the revolution before we’re all vampire steaks
Down to the wire, let’s set fire to their body and fangs on the stake
Down to the water, let’s wash our silver knifes in the lakes
Down to the cemetary, let’s set fire to their caskets before their revolution takes
Off to hunt Van Helsing in the night
Off to hunt Van Helsing in his flight
Off to hunt Van Helsing in his plight
Shoot ‘em down like holes in kites
Shoot ‘em down row after row
Shoot ‘em down oh what a sight
Matt Bellamy’s solo vocal
Come on!
Paranoia all around us
The human has been controlling us
The vampire revolution is upon us
The political machine is at the cusp
The political desolution is their mouths to cuss
It’s time to take the fight to the mass
It’s time to take their accounts to the CASS
It’s time to take their purge like a religious mass
Down to the wire, let’s make this last
Down to the numbers, let’s make this last
Down to the fire, let’s extinguished the fire on our casks
Down to the Lord, before the Lord has set his casts
Off to follow Dracula in the night
Off to drag them off in the night
Off to kill the Draconians in our sight
Before their spells cast us off in the night
Strap your shotguns and cape on your back
Trap them in our hands like pigs on a rack
What kind of creatures take flight even in a pack
Oh what a fright when we scoop them off like potatoe sack
What kind of creatures wear biker’s jackets with slacks
Let’s eat them up even if it’s for a sense of fashion that they lack
Come on!
Come on!
Scrap them up and pierce their necks like wolfpacks
Strap them up and drain their blood like on a rack
Piled them up in fridge shelfs like blood bags in a stack
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Paranoia fever is in all of us
The human has been calling us
The vampire revolution is in us
The political machine is our stinging wasp
The political desolution is their necks and we are the custs
It’s time to take the fight to the mass
It’s time to take their accounts to the CASS
It’s time to take their purge like a religious mass
Down to the wire, let’s make this last
Down to the numbers, let’s make this last
Down to the fire, let’s extinguished the fire on our casks
Down to the Lord, before the Lord has set his casts
Off to follow Dracula in the night
Off to follow Dracula in his flight
Off to follow Dracula in our plight
Shoot ‘em down like holes in kites
Shoot ‘em down row after row
Shoot ‘em down oh what a sight
Christ Martin’s solo vocal
Come on!
Parasites all around us
The vampires have been infecting us
With coronavirus in a pus
With a bite of the puss
It’s time to take your bowgun with your cross
It’s time to put them on the cross
It’s time to fight before we’re vampire sauce
It’s time to hang them dry on their cross
Down to the road to their perdition
Down to the pits of their damnation
Down ‘til there’s no salvation
Off to hunt Dracula in the night
Off to side with the Draconians side by side
Off to hang them dry
Before they suck us dry
Strap your bowgun and cross to your back
Strap your bows and cartridge to your pack
Trap them in their footstep track
What kind of creatures wear capes with trench coats oh what a tack
Let’s hunt them down even if it’s for a sense of fashion that they lack
Come on!
Come on!
Boot them up to this track
Shoot them up like birds in a pack
Shoot them up with the flack
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
It’s time to take your bowgun with your cross
It’s time to put them on the cross
It’s time to fight before we’re vampire sauce
It’s time to hang them dry on their cross
Down to the road to their perdition
Down to the pits of their damnation
Down ‘til there’s no salvation
Off to hunt Dracula in the night
Off to hunt Dracula in his flight
Off to hunt Dracula in our plight
Shoot ‘em down like holes in kites
Shoot ‘em down row after row
Shoot ‘em down oh what a sight
Raggi’s solo vocal
Come on!
Paramilitary all around us
Coronavirus has been infecting us
The antivirus machine is upon us
The virus desolution is at the cusp
The pharmaceutical machine is ready for the mass
The vampire revolution can be stop before it comes to passed
It’s time to take the fight to both sides
It’s time not to take any sides
It’s time to carved our own side
It’s time to pray for the Lord to abide
Down to the wire, before too many dies
Down to the water, let’s wash our body before sunrise
Down to the fire, set fire to the virus inside
Down to the Lord, so we must abide
Down to the Lord, let this virus die
Off to follow Van Helsing in the night
Off to follow in our vans before hell sings in the night
Off the wall let’s skate off to stop the war in half-pipe
This is Van Helsing
Are you ready to die
For this cause we must abide
To stop Dracula and the Draconians on both sides
Come on!
Come on!
What kind of dumb creatures fight over leather jackets and slacks
What kind of dumb creatures fight over L’oreal and black shellac
We’re postmodern bohemian on longboard skates
We don’t follow their fashion advice for God’s sake
Like fashion crimes to debate
We only oblige by skinny jeans and skates
Let’s stop the fashion police before too many dies on skates
It’s hard to put people on the stakes
When your jeans are too tight for your skates
Off to save the day before the day takes us
Off to save the night before the night takes us
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Paramilitary fever is in all of us
Coronavirus has been infecting us
The antivirus machine is upon us
The virus desolution is at the cusp
The pharmaceutical machine is ready for the mass
The vampire revolution can be stopped before it comes to passed
It’s time to take the fight to both sides
It’s time not to take any sides
It’s time to carved our own sides
It’s time to pray for the Lord to abide
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Vampire paramilitary
by The Poet Playwright, Of Monsters and Men, Coldplay & Muse
Raggi’s solo vocal
Come on!
Paramilitary all around us
Coronavirus has been infecting us
The antivirus machine is upon us
The virus desolution is at the cusp
The pharmaceutical machine is ready for the mass
The vampire revolution can be stop before it comes to passed
It's time to take the fight to both sides
It’s time not to take any sides
It’s time to carved our own side
It’s time to pray for the Lord to abide
Down to the wire, before too many dies
Down to the water, let’s wash our body before sunrise
Down to the fire, set fire to the virus inside
Down to the Lord, so we must abide
Down to the Lord, let this virus die
Off to follow Van Helsing in the night
Off to follow in our vans before hell sings in the night
Off the wall let’s skate off to stop the war in half-pipe
This is Van Helsing
Are you ready to die
For this cause we must abide
To stop Dracula and the Draconians on both sides
Come on!
Come on!
What kind of dumb creatures fight over leather jackets and slacks
What kind of dumb creatures fight over L’oreal and black shellac
We’re postmodern bohemian on longboard skates
We don’t follow their fashion advice for God’s sake
Like fashion crimes to debate
We only oblige by skinny jeans and skates
Let’s stop the fashion police before too many dies on skates
It’s hard to put people on the stakes
When your jeans are too tight for your skates
Their bullets and stakes is too slow for us on our skates
Their machine guns and pistols will get stuck in their Gucci belts like duct tape
Their piercing nails won’t pierce our skins cause shellac
Won’t dry like varnish lacque
Their shotguns will go off on their capes
‘cause we're fast like Batman just without his cape
We’re just too fast for them all with our board in Tic-tac
Off to save the day before the day takes us
Off to save the night before the night takes us
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Paramilitary fever is in all of us
Coronavirus has been infecting us
The antivirus machine is upon us
The virus desolution is at the cusp
The pharmaceutical machine is ready for the mass
The vampire revolution can be stopped before it comes to passed
It’s time to take the fight to both sides
It’s time not to take any sides
It’s time to carved our own sides
It’s time to pray for the Lord to abide
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Vampire paranoia
by The Poet Playwright, Of Monster & Men, Coldplay, & Muse
Matt Bellamy’s solo vocal
Come on!
Paranoia all around us
The human has been controlling us
The vampire revolution is upon us
The political machine is at the cusp
The political desolution is their mouths to cuss
It’s time to take the fight to the mass
It’s time to take their accounts to the CASS
It’s time to take their purge like a religious mass
Down to the wire, let’s make this last
Down to the numbers, let’s make this last
Down to the fire, let’s extinguished the fire on our casks
Down to the Lord, before the Lord has set his casts
Off to follow Dracula in the night
Off to drag them off in the night
Off to kill the Draconians in our sight
Before their spells cast us off in the night
Strap your shotguns and cape on your back
Trap them in our hands like pigs on a rack
What kind of creatures take flight even in a pack
Oh what a fright when we scoop them off like potatoe sack
What kind of creatures wear biker’s jackets with slacks
Let’s eat them up even if it’s for a sense of fashion that they lack
Come on!
Come on!
Scrap them up and pierce their necks like wolfpacks
Strap them up and drain their blood like on a rack
Piled them up in fridge shelfs like blood bags in a stack
Steal them off research labs like hood rats
Rob blood banks with pistols to their necks like street cats
Suck their blood dry from medical bags like blood bats
And if they protest, we contest
‘til we test Congress
The Vampire Coalition will contest
‘til Dracula dress in suit and presidential shirt pressed
And the vampire population will walk through
Pennsylvania Avenue
From humble beginning in small town ‘til through
Transylvania Avenues
To United States Capitol in international press
And we will lead the nations among these pests
So let’s contest!
‘til Dracula dress in suit and presidential shirt pressed
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Paranoia fever is in all of us
The human has been calling us
The vampire revolution is in us
The political machine is our stinging wasp
The political desolution is their necks and we are the custs
It’s time to take the fight to the mass
It’s time to take their accounts to the CASS
It’s time to take their purge like a religious mass
Down to the wire, let’s make this last
Down to the numbers, let’s make this last
Down to the fire, let’s extinguished the fire on our casks
Down to the Lord, before the Lord has set his casts
Off to follow Dracula in the night
Off to follow Dracula in his flight
Off to follow Dracula in our plight
Shoot ‘em down like holes in kites
Shoot ‘em down row after row
Shoot ‘em down oh what a sight
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Vampire pandemonia
by The Poet Playwright, Of Monster & Men, Coldplay, & Muse
Nanna’s solo vocal
Come on!
Pandemonia all around us
The government has been controlling us
The war machine is instilled in us
The vampire revolution is taking place in the US
It’s time to take your pistols and stakes
It’s time to put vampire rebels on the stakes
It’s time to pierce their hearts with silver bullets and stakes
It's time to counter the revolution before we’re all vampire steaks
Down to the wire, let’s set fire to their body and fangs on the stake
Down to the water, let’s wash our silver knifes in the lakes
Down to the cemetary, let’s set fire to their caskets before their revolution takes
Off to hunt Van Helsing in the night
Off to hunt in our vans before Hell sings in the night
Off to break their knees off their Vans before they skate off in the night
Off to hunt blood bats, shoot them down in the night
Before coronavirus infects us in its flight
Strap your pistols and machine guns to your back
Trap them in our bags like garlic sacks
Come on!
Come on!
What kind of creatures wear eyeshadows, lip sticks, and nail polished all in black
Let’s hunt them down even if it’s for a sense of fashion that they lack
Strap your stakes and cartridge belts to your Macks
Shoot them down like county fair shooting rubber ducks in your slacks
Strap them up and piled them up in a stack
Shoot them down even if it’s just for the sense of fashion that they lack
Shoot them down ‘til you have to reload your Macks
Shoot them down in fashion in your Atticus’ slacks
Shoot them down in fashion with your cigarette smoking like chimney stacks
Strap on your pistols and machine gun to your back
Strap on your silver bullets to the pistols before they attack
Strap on your boots, belts, and jackets all in black
Strap on your cartridge belts to your Macks
Then shoot them down like flying ducks
Then shoot them down like running bucks
Then shoot them down like hockey pucks
Then pile them up and count your dollar bucks
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
It’s time to take your pistols and stakes
It’s time to put vampire rebels on the stakes
It’s time to pierce their hearts with silver bullets and stakes
It's time to counter the revolution before we’re all vampire steaks
Down to the wire, let’s set fire to their body and fangs on the stake
Down to the water, let’s wash our silver knifes in the lakes
Down to the cemetary, let’s set fire to their caskets before their revolution takes
Off to hunt Van Helsing in the night
Off to hunt Van Helsing in his flight
Off to hunt Van Helsing in his plight
Shoot ‘em down like holes in kites
Shoot ‘em down row after row
Shoot ‘em down oh what a sight
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