Verbage

Tomb of Dracula
(S. McCorkindale)

Who killed the cheerleader, baby, on Market Street?
Who took the head off of Sgt. Brown while he was walking his beat?
When the bar burned down it killed all inside
When they found Bonnie in the snowdrift,
Of course her mother cried

When it's dark it's time to feel the pain
You'll never be the same inside the Tomb of Dracula

"Eleven Dead!" the paper screamed
The numbers piled up, blood ankle deep
Marcy went missing last night at 10
Kim was found later with empty veins
Another found this morning, a nameless whore
Harold H. Harold says he knows the score

When it's dark it's time to feel the pain
You'll never feel the same inside the Tomb of Dracula