Down For The Count

By The Janks

On Delicate Mouthfeels

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Nestled deep within the western mountains of Transylvania

Mushupaya loved his sheep to death

He'd take 'em out and walk for miles and miles

Led by his staff the flute with follow the tune 'cause he's

Deep, deep down inside

Drifting into the pitch black eyes of Dracula

Hypnotized by his own melodies he forgot all about the time

And he wandered further than he ever had before

A vampire bat darted around the shepherd's head

So he whipped out his flute and played a tune that the bat transform

'Cause he's

Deep, deep down, KO

Deep down for the count, yes, he's

Deep, deep down inside

Drifting into the pitch black eyes of Dracula

It was getting very late, the moon crowned the sky

And it lit the way towards the castle doors

Shiver up my great, great Granddaddy's spine from the King of Olde

He met his match from beyond the grave...or did he return home

'Cause he's

Deep, deep down, KO

Deep down for the count, yes, he's

Deep, deep down inside

Drifting into the pitch black eyes of Dracula

Welcome home, sleep the day, hunt the night

Welcome home, virgin blood to make it right

He'll never get away