When Vampires Make Love On a Thin Crescent Moon

When vampires make love on a thin crescent moon The cock crows at dusk and the owl hoots at noon, The dog starts to bark and then chases the goose The pigs start to squeal then the horses get loose. Lightening flashes but the thunder won't peal Then batteries die in the automobiles, Frogs start to bellow throughout the lagoon When vampires make love on a thin crescent moon. The coyotes howl and the she panther screams Inspiring bad nightmares instead of sweet dreams, The bees in the hive turn their honey so sour You'll be rinsing your mouth for nearly an hour. The devil starts dancing and kicking his heels With demons and witches at night in the fields, Men take to fighting and the ladies to swoon When vampires make love on a thin crescent moon. Timothy I. Brumley