The parasites will love you when you're dead, la la la, la la
Hiding all the rattles in my bed, la la la, la la
Come crawling in
With bulging eyes
Now I can see
There's a bad moon on the rise
Raking all the gravels from the tracks, la la la, la la
Forget about the daggers in the backs, la la la, la la
Scream 'cross the lawn
With fire in her hair
Millionaires come tumbling
Down the stairs
A big wind spitting female
Rain and teeth, la la la, la la
The dark wolves fell upon me
Wools and fleece, la la la, la la
Come crawling in
With bulging eyes
Now I can see
There's a bad moon on the rise
