At the turn of the century I did many things to protect myself I did many things to protect myself I made myself a needle-boy And I hid him in the closet And I made myself a money-man And I hid him underneath the mattress And I made myself a spider-child And I put him in a matchbox And I forged myself a golden statuette And I wrapped him in a Hello! magazine And I hid him in a wall safe And, finally, I made myself a spade-girl And I put her in a garden shed All to protect myself, you see From the demon that was coming from the east Or from the west And then I sat on the rooftop and I waited And when at last the demon came From the east or from the west And awoke me from my sleep And awoke me to a particular point of view And the needle-boy stuck him in the eye And the money-man choked him with coins The spider-child bit him on the ankle And the statuette crashed down upon his head And the spade-girl buried him underneath the house And I danced on the rooftops And I danced on the rooftops And I danced to the western world And I danced to the western worldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
