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"Vampire Blues" lyrics

Neil Young Lyrics

"Vampire Blues"

I'm a vampire, baby, suckin' blood from the earth
I'm a vampire, baby, suckin' blood from the earth
Well, I'm a vampire, baby, sell you twenty barrels worth

I'm a black bat, baby, bangin' on your window pane
I'm a black bat, baby, bangin' on your window pane
I'm a black bat, baby, I need my high octane

Good times are comin', I hear it everywhere I go
Good times are comin', I hear it everywhere I go
Good times are comin', but they sure are comin' slow

Well, I'm a vampire, baby, suckin' blood from the earth
I'm a vampire, baby, suckin' blood from the earth
Well, I'm a vampire, baby, I'll sell you twenty barrels worth
Good times are comin'


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album: "On The Beach" (1974)
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