Vincent Price by Zombina & The Skeletones
My Mother and Father were rather mean,
They Beat me everyday.
I got tired of discipline,
So I had to run away.
Took a bus (took a bus)
Down to Hollywood's world renowned plastic surgon
Paid a man to stick a knife in my face
Make me look like Vincent Price
I met a man who told me
If I learn to do the voice
He could get me plenty work
As a Vincent look-a-like
When I die, bury me
In a coffin that's fur lined
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