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