This takes the Fratellis "Whistle for the Choir" coffin shopping.
Well it’s a mortuary, for a casket you came
I got your boxes to bury, hey Barry's my name
If you have the time
I'd like to show you one here, it is so divine
This beauty's no thin veneer, pure mahogany framed
Inside is scented with fine cedar, and it's ivory inlaid
Though a faux of course
I won’t support the poachers in the pachyderm trade
Something here throws me
Why are your teeth so all pointy
Oh you're a vampire, I know I heard of those
It's just like you, I mean your clothes
And don't speak, I think your dread fashion's so chic
This casket tweeds so fine, oh my, you've got to try
A casket this good is just irresistible
Though it's a mortuary, now I've figured it out
It's that comfort touch the feature what it's really about
And I must confess
This one's a TempurPedic and the rest's the best
When its four in the morning and the sun won't be long
It's time to catch a forty winker here, you'll never go wrong
Then you'll rest in peace
And wake up in the evening like the newly deceased
So if you're scary, I don't care, oh contrary
So you're a vampire, oh me, oh my, I jest
Why lips like yours could drink me dry
If only, it weren't for my garlic calzone
And it’s a crying shame if you would drain my veins
A guy like me is just irresistible
So if you're hungry, perhaps you might have a mint with me
So you're a vampire, I know blood-breath is gross
A tic-tac's a quick fix for those
And don't speak, I dig your vampire mystique
If you're free tonight we might go get a bite
A ghoul like you is just irresistible
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