Who's the leader of the club
That's draining you and me?

D-I-C-K-E-Y: scent o' Lugosi.

Hellhole hellhound in ground…
He's been dead for centuries

D-I-C-K-E-Y S-O-U-S-E

Dickey Souse,
Blood-drunk souse.

Forever lives…unholy vampire guy-u-uy-uy.

Coffin pong on Dick is strong;
His Renfield's senseless, weak.

D-I-C-K-E-Y: scent o' Lugosi.

Dickey souse Club. . .
Squeal in sun,
Unmirrored faces.
Undead, don't die.

Got us hated in
Most places
All around the world.
Must go Hark'ring.

Who's the leader of the club
Made of demented freaks?

D-I-C-K-E-Y: scent o' Lugosi

Hellhole hellhound in ground…
You will seldom get a peek.

D-I-C-K-E-Y S-O-U-S-E

Dickey soused,
Nicked no grouse--

Scorched lawyer host with a blast in the eye-eye-eye-eye.

If your noggin's got a throng,
They're parasites like fleas.

D-I-C-K-E-Y L-O-U-S-E

Dickey Louse,
Dickey Louse,

Forms head of band of sucking vampire lice: guys like Feith.

Night's are long, at blood-drunk dawn;
He needs to catch some Z's,

D-I-C-K-E-Y S-O-U-S-E

Hellhole hellhound in ground…
He's been dead for centuries.

D-I-C-K-E-Y: scent o' Lugosi.

Dickey souse,
Dickey Louse.

Nosferatu by contrast a nice guy-uy-uy-uy.

Need a long stake and arm strong…
Destroy this stented freak:

D-I-C-K's seized White H-O-U-S-E