Текст песни The Story Of The Curious Oysters

Leaving the throne behind our princess is
found anew.
Strung up in a bedpost webring.
In this romance of spiders.
We love like spiders.
You won't feel a thing.
She had a run in with the doctor of fishes.
Now she smiles like a princess legs behind
her head.
A doctor stands accused of painting
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Off with his head. Off with his head.
Doctors. Cameras. Loved ones.
Unhand her.
Behold the site of our villain in peril.
This doctors hand in her.
She is fucked by a million viewers.
So smile big for the cameras.
We're sending this one home.
These eight legs have dug their way in.
Has it made you whole?