I love Gothic Girls
Gothic girls I like the best,
long black hair with white faces,
the striking way that they are dressed,
when I see them my heart races.
Gothic buildings fill me with delight,
filled with a medieval history,
vampire figures come out at night,
to publicly display a mystery.
Painted faces lips maroon,
chains and metal clash,
hooded shapes lit by the moon,
amongst the shadows dash.
Erotic groups defy the cold,
with their long black skirts sawed-off,
fishnet stockings seem so old,
passers by just seem to scoff.
A musky smell of patchouli lingers in the air,
following the dark procession,
girls and guys who just don't care,
their looks just seem to threaten.
Rock music begins to throb higher,
the crowd falls into a trance,
Manson sings “I want to be your vampire”,
and together they begin to dance.