The good hunter stalks at dusk
For the hunt is a must
Tall dutch man lurks the night
Eyes piercing as a knife
There he sees the haunted manor
Stripped by time of all its splendor
And as he passes through the door
The man regrets it more and more
I tell a tale I know be truth
You better listen when I'm talking to you
There was a man they called Van Helsing
An evil matter i find it pressing
A doctor, professor, lawyer, a scientist
With secret knowledge of dark magic
Skacula will meet his match! Van Helsing’s come to kick his ass!
Skacula will meet his match! Van Helsing’s come to kick his ass!
He marches further into darkness
For killing demons yields holy profits
There is no soul here that need salvation
Forever bound to hell’s damnation
Skacula will meet his match! Van Helsing’s come to kick his ass!
Skacula will meet his match! Van Helsing’s come to kick his ass!
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up!
If you want to have a party then you better to come in
Skacula is in the ceiling hanging drinking gin
There’s type O negative with kushie in their bongs
Do a blood bag keg stand and hang out with your bros
There’s no need for invitations, you can come inside
Make yourself at home we’ve got nothing to hide
Faces in the mirror, they’re nothing but a blur
Van Helsing’s being drained, come and taste his blood
Burn burn!
Burn the stake, burn
(Pass that dutch boy!)
High high!
Bats a-flyin’ high
Oh no!
Skacula is stoned
Undead, undead
Skacula’s got the munchies and he’s eating garlic bread, no!
Bodies cold as ice, we’re always feeling chill
Cool as a cucumber made of pure evil
Bram Toker’s in the corner, ripping a fat dab
Bela Lugosi's turning into a bat
You think you’re going crazy, but I don't think that is it
You’re either hypnotized or that zaza’s hit
On his final breath, Van Helsing reaches for the stake
But there is no use, it’s already too late!
Burn burn!
Burn the stake, burn
High high!
Bats a-flyin’ high
Oh no!
Skacula is stoned
Undead, undead
Skacula’s got the munchies and he’s eating garlic bread, no!
New England psych-punk veterans the Prefab Messiahs are back to expand your mind with a sardonic set of sonic nuggets. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 24, 2021