Sitting in a bottle of gin, pulling spiders through my hair. Somehow I don't care!
progressive
silly
Lyrics
Spiders Through My Hair
Sitting in a bottle of gin
Pulling spiders through my hair
People laugh at me, laugh at me
But somehow I don't care.
Writing words of imperfection,
Singing songs of blood
Herald angels sing laugh at me
All praise the illusion of love
Drinking down a large dark room
Hearkening to that Dixie Jazz
Have you read the news, laugh at me
I'll just lay back in the grass
As my world begins to change
I look around but don't see
Laugh at nme singing of my illusions
That will never set me free
Sitting in a bottle of gin
Pulling spiders through my hair
People laugh at me, laugh at me
But somehow I don't care.
I don't care
I don't care
I don't care