Fischer-Z - Spiders lyrics

Regulo gas mark VIII Even the world can feel me breathing Into the count of 4, into the count of 5 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 lights Drinking your poison dry Nobody loves an apothecary Paradise lost on me, see all children cry I pay for my style With a bunch of people shouting curses at me Reach for the sky on an airline