to the tune of Blow the Man Down
White on white black capes, he's back on th' rack Way hey, Bela is dead! The bats left th' tower, th' victims are bled Tim-a-way hey hey, Lugosi is dead! Red velvet lines the black box where he lays Way hey, Bela is dead! Undead undead undead undead Tim-a-way hey hey, Lugosi is dead! The virginal brides file past his tomb Way hey, Bela is dead! Strewn with time's flowers, bereft in death's bloom Tim-a-way hey hey, Lugosi is dead! Alone in a dark'ned room sits the count Way hey, Bela is dead! Undead undead undead undead Tim-a-way hey hey, Lugosi is dead!