Mark Lenover Vampires
A parting kiss
A black arm-band
If you can't have it, no one can
I feel like I've been condemned
I feel like I'm burning at both ends
How did your spooks make out?
What are your informants on about?
Stop scratching at my bedroom door
And get out from underneath my floorboards
Give me a sign
Give me a sign
Get the hell out of my deathbed
I never invited you in
So collect all your friends and go
And don't forget the demons in the radio
You're all vampires
Never come back,
You pigs
You haunted filth
Make your way to the place where the weather kills
Give me a sign
Give me a sign
You're all vampires'
