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At six-o-clock the business goes under the table And that suits me just fine, 'cause I wake up at five And the clients begin to wind up Like thugs in a criminal lineup And they call my name to take them to heaven tonight Gettin' high all the time's turned into kind of a drag No matter how hard i try, i can't concentrate And nobody seems to trust me And the coke-whores all wanna fuck me But before i get that desperate, i'll wait Say hello to and angel of sin I'm the meanest mother that has ever been Giving candy to your children and callin' them my friends. they say, spyder come back soon again I dreamt that I saw Elvis wearin' mirrored glasses He said, "Punk, don't you peddle your poison to those ignorant masses" So I said, "With all due respect sir; I'm a pusher, not a homewrecker Besides what am I doing talking to you anyway?" Say hello to an angel of sin I'm meanest mother that has ever been Giving candy to you parents, 'cause there my only friends They say, "Spyder come back soon again" Doctors, nurses on the phone. A sun-soaked soda methadone. Somebody turn these light off in my eyes!?! How did I get so far away? What are these bombers on my brain? If bring the death of me is what they want then fine 'Cause all they need is an excuse To put my happy neck into a noose And say bye-bye Say hello to an angel of sin I'm the meanest mother that has ever been Giving candy to your children, 'cause they're my only friends They say, "Spyder come back soon again" Say hello to an angel of sin I'm the meanest mother that has ever been Getting underneath your psyche With needles and pins. they say, "Spyder come back soon again" |