Oh. to have a pristine claw
These hands are old and sore
The knuckles they ache. the bones they do break
Oh. to have a youthful frown
Bleed on the surgeon`s gown
Put plastic in me. I`m perfect you see

Don`t look older than 43
But really I`m 70
Now run young man and get my pills from the pharmacy
Rearrange my face for a hefty fee
I can`t change the inside of me
I`m a vampire of the 21st century

Oh. to have a pristine claw
Marry the doctor when I`m poor
A face I can love. a cut that`s above
If. the aliens landed here
They`d see why we`re so weird
We`re destined to die. we`re destined to die

Don`t look older than 43
But really I`m 70
Now run young man and get my pills from the pharmacy
Rearrange my face for a hefty fee
I can`t change the inside of me
I`m a vampire of the 21st century

That`s me. that`s me. that`s me. that`s me...