Someone will go blushing and scared, and tha's the way we like the maidens when we go from the Manor to the Midnight Dance tapping the moon with our feet or...like they say in Haiti, send in the zombies!!!

Blushing maidens, hear hear,
here we come for virgin blood
the ones that we will be chasing
and that weren’t chased before.

Lon necks, beautiful slender necks
watch for PeeWee Ed the Werewolf
he is all cuddly and furry and will,
lick anything like a thirsty dog.

Talking of dogs, what about Rufuz?
he’s coming with Jersey Ed just now
disguised as a DEA sniffing one but,
watching that no one pinch the dope.

I my self will go find a little Cherokee,
a rattlesnake that bites full of love,
she said it was something at first sight
I will be too busy to want to know.

A Bloody Mary to the dance drink,
made with a Red Head Queen and rum,
not shake but very well stirred
until frenzy melt down our loins.

Like a hummingbird I will go nipping
from one to another a drop of blood
and take as many to bed in my coffin
before the night dies and comes dawn.

So, blushing virginals ones waiting,
and not so virginals for brothers love,
you invited us to a civilized dance,
and what we do? Make a bloody brawl!