Spiders

She's got spiders inside her head

She's in danger she's easily led

She's on a mission from morning till night

She takes pictures with infra-red light

Secret agent miss Z-P-19

I still love you miss Z-P-19

But every morning when she jumps out of bed

She shakes the spiders playing inside her head

Oh my baby what shall we do

Babys in a black web I'm feeling blue

Johnnys in the cornershop waiting for you

He's got lots of

Lookout Johnny she's got spiders

Inside her head

She can't control her baby spiders

She wants them dead

She's got radar remote control

She's got Tv in every hole

She's got camera behind her eyes

She's warm and dangerous in every disguise

Oh my baby what shall we do

Babys in a black web I'm feeling blue

Johhnys in the cornershop waiting for you

He's got lots of

Lookout Johnny she's got spiders

All around her door

She can't control her baby spiders

Anymore

She's up and humming at the discostation

When all she really wants is regulations

You're up and humming at the discostation

Up and spinning like a yo yo

And every morning when she catches her train

She taps the telephones in passenger brains