Poor Old Mr Vampire

  • Writer: Matt Rivers

  • Writer: Robin Bibi

  • Genre: Folk,Pop

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Lyrics For – Poor old Mr Vampire

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha …

I used to be the number one monster
Spine chilling ace of graveyard terror
The king of Hollywood horror films
I was sure they’d fear me forever
But now they think I’m some sort of joke
Just another silly childish game
No more do the mortals run for cover
At the slightest mention of my name

Lyrics For – Poor old Mr Vampire

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha …

I used to be the number one monster
Spine chilling ace of graveyard terror
The king of Hollywood horror films
I was sure they’d fear me forever
But now they think I’m some sort of joke
Just another silly childish game
No more do the mortals run for cover
At the slightest mention of my name

Poor old Mr …
Poor old Mr Vampire, Vampire ….
Poor old Mr …
Poor old Mr Vampire, Vampire …
You’ve had your time
You’re in decline
The writing’s on the wall
There’s nothing left for you to do
You don’t scare us any more …

I’m seriously considering
Filing down my fangs and throwing out my cloak
Cos the youth of today have no respect
They think I’m a funny freaky bloke
And it’s not easy for an aging vampire
To make a dishonest living
When you’re labelled as a funny farm reject
Things really start to get depressing

Poor old Mr …
Poor old Mr Vampire, Vampire ….
Poor old Mr …
Poor old Mr Vampire, Vampire …
You’ve had your time
You’re in decline
The writing’s on the wall
There’s nothing left for you to do
You don’t scare us any more …

Oh things aint what they used to be …
I’m a second class spook in a B movie Oh things aint what they used to be
I’m rated …
As third rate comedy…

Ha, ha, ha …

Poor old Mr …
Poor old Mr Vampire, Vampire ….
Poor old Mr …
Poor old Mr Vampire, Vampire …
You’ve had your time
You’re in decline
The writing’s on the wall
There’s nothing left for you to do
You don’t scare us any more …

Hoooooowl ….

Poor old Mr …
Poor old Mr Vampire, Vampire ….
Poor old Mr …
Poor old Mr Vampire, Vampire …
You’ve had your time
You’re in decline
The writing’s on the wall
There’s nothing left for you to do
You don’t scare us any more …

Hoooooowl ….

Oh well …
I suppose I’d better fly back to my tomb
Somebody drive a stake through my heart