Lyrics

Earwigs in my fridge at midnight put me in a dancing mood Earwigs in my fridge at midnight put me in a dancing mood Earwigs in my fridge at midnight put me in a dancing mood I climb up to the windowsill And watch the neighbors in the nude Voyeuristis Cataclysmis They think I'm frightfully rude Then, my master's voice comes through "Renfield, where are you? Whatever I say, you must do" Sallow girls drained of blood Leaves them in his trail 'Tis my job for him to find Victims Victims to assail "London is my larder Renfield, please try harder" Earwigs in my fridge at midnight put me in a dancing mood Earwigs in my fridge at midnight put me in a dancing mood Earwigs in my fridge at midnight put me in a dancing mood I'm bouncing down the high street now, shopping for nеw clothes I buy a pair of gothic shoes Showing off my toes Oncе more down Oxford street, I shop for a mac and fries Looking for a toothsome girl to soften with my lies I hear the master calling me "That one, with big brown eyes and creamy, luscious, juicy thighs Come into my parlor, said the spider to the fly Let me sink my teeth into your neck It'll make you feel so high" He throws his cape around her A hiss and a suck and a hiss Then Dracula releases her Another pallid, gothic miss As he wipes the blood from off his lips He says with a simpering purr "That look of rigor mortis will soon be de rigueur" Renfield, you just gave me an exquisite surprise So eat your fill of bedbug soup and ladybirds and flies Cockroaches and millipedes and a million spider's eyes" Earwigs in my fridge at midnight put me in a dancing mood Earwigs in my fridge at midnight put me in a dancing mood Earwigs in my fridge at midnight put me in a dancing mood But it's not my night for insects What's required is human food