Black Spider - Sunday Driver

What’s that sound?

Don’t turn around

Something is coming our way

Out of the dark.

churned up heart?

Sign of the time we say

Creepy, crawly, slowly but surely

Dawn of an alien?

day

Lost in the?

Watch her spin

Blindly?

Here comes the black spider

I feel the rage inside her

Stamp out the black spider

It’s all ya do

She’ll spin a web 'til ya can’t get out

Make a thousand little babies to scurry about

You better send everyone ya love a long long way from here

She knows your name.

Knows her game

You’ll never get that far

Out of the dark.

Chuned up heart?

How will it size you up?

Prying, probing, fat fingers groping

Ever inch of the way

Look at her go.

Enjoy the show

Til you fall from up high

It’s a long way down from here, from here, from here

Doo da doo da da da da…

Stand in line.

Step in time

Steady until the end

We will be fine.

All will be mine

'Til the arachnid decends

Sleazy, slimy, creep up behind me

I know she’ll win in the end

Until that day, Here I stay

Blindly?

Here comes the black spider

I feel the rage inside her

Stamp out the black spider

It’s all ya do

She’ll spin a web 'til ya can’t get out

Make a thousand little babies to scurry about

You better send everyone ya love a long long way…

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