Spiders Songtext
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Spiders Songtext
Regular gas mark eight
Even the world can feel me breathing
Into the count of four (Four)
Into the count of five
Spiders on the wall
They don′t pay no alimony
I like the simple life
But I'm drawn back to the heat and the light
Mucho, mucho
Drinking your poisoned rum (Aye!)
Nobody loves you above the jury
Paradise lost on me
Hear all the children cry
I pay for my style
With a bunch of people shouting curses at me
Reach for the sky
On an airline (Whoop there!)
Spiders on the wall
They don′t pay no alimony
I like the simple life
But I'm drawn back to the heat and the light
(La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la)
To the heat and the light
(La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la)
To the heat and the light
(La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la)
To the heat and the light
(La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la)
Light
¿Qué?
Even the world can feel me breathing
Into the count of four (Four)
Into the count of five
Spiders on the wall
They don′t pay no alimony
I like the simple life
But I'm drawn back to the heat and the light
Mucho, mucho
Drinking your poisoned rum (Aye!)
Nobody loves you above the jury
Paradise lost on me
Hear all the children cry
I pay for my style
With a bunch of people shouting curses at me
Reach for the sky
On an airline (Whoop there!)
Spiders on the wall
They don′t pay no alimony
I like the simple life
But I'm drawn back to the heat and the light
(La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la)
To the heat and the light
(La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la)
To the heat and the light
(La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la)
To the heat and the light
(La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la)
Light
¿Qué?
Writer(s): John Watts, Stephen Skolnik Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

