Dracula Dreams of Tiger Style (parts 1 & 2) Lyrics

He wasn't much for public life
He hadn't seen the strip in years
On some forgotten slot machines
His name and image still appears
People's interest never seemed to wane
Tabloids fuelled the fire that was his fame

He couldn't leave his home at night
Without the headlines chasing him
They gave him credit for the trends
He couldn't be less interested
Imprisoned by the legacy he built
His love of life that bloomed would finally wilt

Venom pays for avoid the rays
for the next season's blackest capes
his name inspired a slew of fashion craze

A fresh demand for the filthy bland
And the wings with impressive spans
With the reins will set the bar where it would stay

We thing he was wrong about the moonbeams
(you're making it up, you're making it up)
You count the leagues, but not the farm teams
(you're making it up, you're making it up)
True to his word he made us older
(you're making it up, you're making it up)
And brought the hemlines up and over
(you're making it up, you're making it aaahhh)
You may not believe me, but I think you're in denial
Dracula dreams of tiger style

He promised to fight to free the undead
(you're making it up, you're making it up)
And gave the Raiders' captain street cred
(you're making it up, you're making it up)
The pregnant seers don't mean surrender
(you're making it up, you're making it up)
He wrote a song you might remember
(you're making it up, you're making it aaahhh)
You may not believe me, but I think you're in denial
Dracula dreams of tiger style

Oooooooo

I'm tired of rumours starting
I'm sick of being followed
I'm tired of people lying
Saying what they want about me

Why can't they back up off me?
Why can't they let me live?
I'm gonna do things my way
Take this for what it is yeah

I'm tired of rumours starting
I'm sick of being followed
I'm tired of people lying
Saying what they want about me

Why can't they back up off me?
Why can't they let me live?
I'm gonna do things my way
Take this for what it is yeah

We're sick of the looks long forgotten
(you're making it up, you're making it aaahhh)
And forties films with Joesph Cotten
(you're making it up, you're making it aaahhh)
Disappoint his fans and paint the targets
(you're making it up, you're making it aaahhh)
Found miracles in supermarkets
(you're making it up, you're making it aaahhh)
You may not believe me, but I think you're in denial
Dracula dreams of tiger style
You may not believe me, but I think you're in denial
Dracula dreams of tiger style

Sit, sit, sit right back in your seat
(we're taking advice from the count)
Sit, sit, sit right back in your seat
(we're taking advice from the count)
Sit, sit, sit right back in your seat
(we're taking advice from the count)
Sit, sit, sit right back in your seat
(we're taking advice from the count)
Sit, sit, sit right back in your seat
(we're taking advice from the count)
Sit, sit, sit right back in your seat
(we're taking advice from the count)
Sit, sit, sit right back in your seat
(we're taking advice from the count)
Sit, sit, sit right back in your seat
(we're taking advice from the count)
Sit, sit, sit right back in your seat
(we're taking advice from the ahhhhhh)
You may not believe me, but I think you're in denial
Dracula dreams of tiger style

Daft punkish beats explained half empty seats, butterscotch on the sheets
(sugar-stained ooooo)
The comfort that's crept to the cracks and the cleft, til the falls all that's left
(sugar-stained ooooo
street lights may shine)
The steeper stairs you can climb
(street lights may shine)
The steeper stairs you can climb

The capes may retire, to the flames we admire, for the love kings inspire
(sugar-stained ooooo)
Despite flames that burst, through the bridge and verse, we don't count ourselves cursed
(sugar-stained ooooo
street lights may shine)
The steeper stairs you can climb
(street lights may shine)
The steeper stairs you can climb

Rock of ages played the band
He never turned, we understand
A silent crowd at Randolph's gates
Marie Celeste with beechwood waits
A haunted castle's payphone rings
The distant voice of Bela sings
We always thought you'd live forever
But every scene, it needs its centre