Bela Lugosi's Dead
Single - 1979 - Debaser id 3100

white on white translucent black capes
back on the rack
bela lugosi's dead
the bats have left the bell tower
the victims have been bled
red velvet lines the black box
bela lugosi's dead
bela lugosi's dead
undead undead undead
the virginal brides file past his tomb
strewn with time's dead flowers
bereft in deathly bloom
alone in a darkened room
the count
bela lugosi's dead
bela lugosi's dead
undead undead undead
(repeat "undead" x # of times and fade into echo)

oh bela
bela's undead
oh bela
bela's undead
bela's undead
oh bela
bela's undead
oh bela

undead

We tried to fly
Is it so high
We don't think so
We don't think so

Are we looked at
Are we set back?
Can we fake him
Emulate him?

Time is breaking
Changing faking
Grind us up now
Not too hard now

Features so fine
Rouge and eyeline
Things I fancy
Just like Nancy Young

Fashions alter
Often falter
Crypso's out now
No more fights now

Make-up's taking
Lots of shaving
On my eyelash
Be sure it don't clash

Slim-line trousers
Facial powders
flooding my mind
Be sure there's no lines

Eye me up now
pamper me now
Please don't pass by
Or I shall cry out