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Windmills

by Dracula's Miniskirt

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I must be beating that dead horse again
'Cause it feels like it's beating me
Nothing but tilting windmills
As far as the eye can see
It was more than a match
It's much more than a scratch
But I can't let a little setback
Knock me off my track

I want to write songs I can't even spell
Say things that no one can tell
Escape my personal hell
Keeps me trapped inside my head

On a ship of sofa cushions
Blanket for a sail
Explore a sea of carpet
On a quest that cannot fail
We'll fight those monsters
That haunt your nightmares
We'll be the heroes with our
Foam rubber swords

If life's not an adventure
Then it's just another boring day
An endless car commercial
Full of tedium and decay
This is our chance to choose to dance
Make miracles appear
So take my hand, together stand
Right now right here

I want to write songs I can't even spell
Say things that no one can tell
Escape my personal hell
Keeps me trapped inside my head

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released March 7, 2020
Recorded at Goodkat Productions.

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Dracula's Miniskirt Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Glam, Indie Pop, and Post Punk crashed a midnight showing of The Rocky Horror Picture Show, and Dracula's Miniskirt was the morning-after hangover.

Dracula’s Miniskirt. Rock and roll with teeth. And legs. From Philadelphia, Transylvania.
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