Lyrics to You'll End Up Looking Like the Scary Bitches
Disclaimer: The views expressed in the songs are not necessarily those of the authors. Anyone who sacrifices their hamster to the devil, urinates in graveyards, eats people, drinks their blood, keeps their partner in the fridge, seeks for love at the zoo, or any other act committed in these songs is a pratt, and does so as their own risk and responsibility.
You'll End Up Looking Like the Scary Bitches
Walking down the street all dressed in black Like an undertaker in you top-hat You've had a good education and all of that And this is how you pay us back Chorus: You look like a vampyre ready for the slaughter Are you our child or Dracula's daughter? You don't do nothing to respect our wishes Haley: You'll end up looking like the Scary Bitches! Long black dress made of satin and lace Half a ton of make-up on your face Big black boots, eyes like a cat No son of mine's going out dressed like that! Chorus Bridge: Me and your father are going round the bend We're sick with worry 'bout how it's gonna end You'll be wondering 'round the countryside sleeping in ditches Riding motorcycles and hanging out with witches Your other mode of dress is even more bizarre Gothing about like a cyber tart I don't know which is worse, the "Vampyre Trog" Or the "transvestite robot from the planet Zog" Chorus