Texty: Gogol Bordello. Other. Sex Spiders.

Ah here he comes, he comes, here he comes a-courting

To put all the Don Juans to shame

There'll be cadre dance for all the beautiful and homely

No one will slip away

From a spider



Oh dark is his web and thousand of creatures

In it they shine just like the stars

But more, more, more for even thousand of creatures

One heaven of orofices for all the arms

Of a spider



[Lalalai la lai la la...]



So here he comes, he comes, here he comes a-courting

And there they shine just like the stars

But more, more, more for even thousand of creatures

One heaven of orofices for all the arms

Of a spider