Lyrics The Birthday Party

The Birthday Party

Release the Bats

Whoah bite

Whoah bite

Release the bats, release the bats

Don't tell me that it doesn't hurt

A hundred fluttering in your skirt

Oh, don't tell me that it doesn't hurt

My baby is alright

She doesn't mind a bit of dirt

She says, "Horror vampire, bat bite"

She says, "Horror vampire

How I wish those bats would bite"

Whoah bite, whoah bite

Release the bats and release the bats

Pump them up and explode the things

Her legs are chafed by sticky wings

The sticky, sticky little things

My baby is a cool machine

She moves to the pulse of her generator

Says, "Damn that sex supreme"

She says, "Damn that horror bat"

Sex vampire, cool machine, uh

Release the bats, release the bats

Release them

Baby is a cool machine

She moves to the pulse of her generator

She says, "Damn that sex supreme"

She says, she says, "Damn that horror bat"

Sex horror, sex bat, sex horror, sex vampire

Sex bat, horror vampire, sex

Cool machine

Horror bat, bite

Cool machine, bite

Sex vampire, bite

Whoah, bite