Letras
Eyes, spider, you're the fly
I've come along to watch you die
You're frightened, that's plain to see
I think that you're afraid of me
Afraid of me
Don't give me no hard luck line
It's nature's wish that you'd be mine
What reason held you to cry?
You'll soon be glad that you flew by
Bye, byeI'll grant you a final wish
Before my lips of death you kiss
I'm holding your lovely hand
It won't be long
'Til I see red, red, red
'Til I see red
