Medusa Songtext
von Chyldren

Told her she is trouble like it′s a good thing
Life was only problems and she came in as the solution
Medusa
He told her she is trouble like it's a bad thing
She was the solution until she turned into the only problem
Medusa

The hair that he once caressed
Made her a poisonous crone
The eyes over which he obsessed
Turned him into stone


He told her that she′s wild like it turns him off
But he liked it before poor thing now he can't get it off
Oh Medusa
Don't be wild like that
Don′t be wild like that

The hair that he once caressed
Made her a poisonous crone
The eyes over which he obsessed
Turned him into stone

The hair that he once caressed
Made her a poisonous crone
The eyes over which he obsessed
Turned him into stone