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It's hard to be a rockstar when you eat your fans,
Hey, come to our show, we're the vampire band
28 nights go by like blink
when there's music to make and blood to drink
Ah Ah Ah!!!
We got a sweet soloist for the second track
But on the eighth night, we needed a snack!
It's hard to look glam when you can't use mirrors
It's hard to make an album when you eat your hearers!
28 nights go by like blink
when there's music to make and blood to drink
Ah Ah Ah!!!
We were going to sort the harmonies for track one,
But downhill coffin racing seemed much more fun!
Then we got stuck on picking a band name,
I thought "We suck" was quite good!
I liked "DeadBeat and the Stiff Riffs"
What about "So Vein and the Arteries"?
"Code Dead"!
"The Queerly Departed and Their Boo!"
We could just rotate names.
Yes, that's a great idea!
Ah AH AH!
28 nights go by like blink
when there's music to make and blood to drink
Ah Ah Ah!!!
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We're excited to meet ya,
They wanted to call you Rita,
But it didn't quite suit ya,
So we asked you - chieftain of the pudding race,
Who are you?
Who's big, noble, and kind?
Clumsy, with an independent mind?
Hagrid, Hagrid, Hagrid, oh Hagrid
We're so happy to have you as a friend,
But we're never going to have a clean couch again.
Half Turkey, Hagrid you are also half cat.
But we love poultry and we love felines,
so there's no problem with that.
Hagrid, Hagrid, Hagrid, oh Hagrid
(Cheiftain of the Pudding race)
Hagrid, Hagrid, Hagrid, oh Hagrid
You scamper diagonally down the hall,
so we'll pet you while you eat
Licking plastic bags and stumbling 'round our feet
You make out with our backpacks,
sending messages with your rattlesnake tail.
You make us share your favourite chair,
You might as well be a quail (quail. quail)
Hagrid, Hagrid, Hagrid, oh Hagrid
(Cheiftain of the Pudding race)
Hagrid, Hagrid, Hagrid, oh Hagrid
Hagrid, Hagrid, Hagrid, oh Hagrid
Hagrid, Hagrid, Hagrid, oh Hagrid
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I don't want to be your "Little Old Lady,"
I want to get out and rage with the grannies
I don't want to age like a sad potato,
Hear my voice when you turn on your radio
I don't want to age... gracefully
I want to age RADICALLY!
Aging radically, radically aging
Aging radically, radically aging
Aging radically, radically aging
Aging radically, radically aging
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alone, together
Frog: ‘Good morning Frog!’ the sun said to me
I love my friend toad, wherever he may be
Toad: Woke up this afternoon, sitting on a log
Just a wandering toad, looking for my frog
Ribbits and croaks
Sometimes we play together, sometimes we’re brave together
Sometimes we want to be alone
Sometimes we laugh together, sometimes we craft together
Sometimes we want to be alone… together
We could do anything with this lovely day
We could plant a garden, or sing serenades
Tell tall tales as we swim through the reeds,
Let our minds wander like seeds in the breeze
Ribbits and croaks
Sometimes we play together, sometimes we’re brave together
Sometimes we want to be alone
Sometimes we laugh together, sometimes we craft together
Sometimes we want to be alone… together
Toad: Frog, you are rooted like an old oak tree
Wise and unmoving in the storm that is me
Frog: Toad, your wild winds lift my spirit high
You shine like a full moon that lights up my sky
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February showers,
wash away the dog poo
... in the winter
Shine away my blues
Some of that winter dog poo,
got all over my shoes,
Maybe you can smell it,
When I walk in the room
And the sun shines on
And I'm singing this song,
And I'm shredding on my guitar,
And I feel like a rockstar
Do do do do do
And the sun shines on
And I'm singing this song,
Though my shoes might be covered in poo
I'm still happy to see you
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Undead Polka
03:14
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akloP daednU
03:08
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Vampire Folk Band Peterborough, Ontario
Band photo by Abi Myerscough
