Damn These Vampires - The Mountain Goats

Brave young cowboys of the near North side

Mount those bridge rails, ride all night

Scream when captured, arch your back

Let this whole town hear your knuckles crack

Sapphire Trans-Am high-beams in rain

Drive wild broncos down the plain

Push up to the corner where the turbines hiss

Someday we won’t remember this

Crawl 'till dawn

On my hands and knees

Goddamn these vampires

For what they’ve done to me

Tie those horses to the post outside

And let those glass doors open wide

And in their surface, see two young savage things

Barely worth remembering

Feast like pagans, never get enough

Sleep like dead men, wake up like dead men

And when the sun comes, try not to hate the light

Someday we’ll try to walk upright

Crawl 'till dawn

On my hands and knees

Goddamn these bite marks

Deep in my arteries

Crawl 'till dawn

On my hands and knees

Goddamn these vampires

For what they’ve done to me