paroles de chanson Said the Spider to the Fly - The Paper Chase
(Entry
number
one,
I
still
hear
the
boots
in
the
hallway)
Spider:
I
want
your
head.
I
want
your
wicked
parts.
I
want
to
wring
out
your
evil
thoughts.
I
want
to
eat
out
your
bitter
heart.
I
want
your
soul
to
sing
six
words
harmony
Of
all
the
pigs
that
might
tempt
me.
I
know
you're
sick
alone
and
I'm
telling
everyone
everything.
So
scratch
it
on
the
wall
of
your
coffin
on
your
sick
day
home:
"And
when
your
lover
loves
to
cheat
there's
another
you
can
meet
It's
a
short
pier,
it's
a
long
walk
home"
You
gotta
show
me
where
it
hurts,
There's
a
beast
and
a
burden
Kicking,
spitting
on
your
bathroom
floor.
This
is
your
life
this
is
your
life
and
When
I'm
done
it's
over
just
a
little
bit
more.
Good
things
die
all
the
time,
So
God
bless
your
heart,
vengeance
is
mine.
"Kiss
me
like
you
mean
goodbye,"
said
the
spider
to
the
fly.
All
those
times
you
thought
that
you
were
wrong,
you
were
right.
Fly:
So
if
I
fight
the
good
fight
will
hairlines
recede?
Will
lines
deepen
in
face
to
craft
a
look
of
defeat?
I
feel
the
end
is
near
my
little
Monday
night
whore,
My
little
Saturday
night
became
a
Sunday
remorse.
And
it's
all
over
America,
God
bless
the
game
show
heathens.
This
is
your
life,
this
is
your
life,
And
at
last
my
good
friend
we
are
even.
I
know
I'll
never
lose
an
arm,
never
stay
up
staring
at
the
phone.
If
I
ever
rot
up
with
disease
don't
you
bury
me
and
leave,
Don't
you
leave
me
in
the
ground
alone.
You
gotta
show
me
where
it
hurts,
never
cremate
me
to
burn,
Never
chop
me
up
and
throw
me
to
sea.
You'll
never
have
to
find
the
words
they
come
out
spilling
unrehearsed,
But
you
and
I
will
never
find
that
peace.
Good
things
die
all
the
time,
God
bless
your
heart,
vengeance
is
mine.
"Kiss
me
like
you
mean
goodbye,"
said
the
spider
to
the
fly.
When
all
those
times
you
thought
that
you
were
wrong,
you
were
right.
1 Said the Spider to the Fly
2 One Day He Went Out for Milk and Never Came Home
3 What I'd Be Without Me
4 The Sinking Ship the Grand Applause
5 Piggies Had Too Much Wine
6 Ready Willin Cain and Able
7 Now, We Just Slowly Circle the Draining Fish Bowl
8 A War Is Coming
9 Your Ankles to Your Earlobes
10 Let's Be Bad, Henry, Let's Be Really Bad
11 Now You're Gonna Get It
12 Abbey, You're Gonna Burn for What You've Done to Me
13 Your Pretty Little Head
14 Dying With Decent Music
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