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[Verse 1]
DThey think we're fools sitting on the corner DOlder you get, the more like your father DThe more I drink, the more like my brother Seem to have picked up on a cGallous trait DHate people who think their life is a drama DMaking in-jokes about Americana ADmusing myself is worth it for the karma GObama sounds like Osama to me DWell, my bedroom's watched by an intifada KDids with bricks or strips in Gaza PDoint at me in my pyjamas GLaugh and scream, "Get out of bed!" DI say "I am, I got plans, I'm meeting up with Martha" DI'm a shoulder, she's Robert Palmer DActs like a twat but she's a top banana GMight as well admit she's addicted to love
[Chorus]
DCaught in a spider's web, it's not the first time playing dead GI see I saw lovers undercover, no one found out Auntil we left DCaught in a spider's web, it's not the first time playing dead GI know they'll catch up Ain the end D
[Verse 2]
DYou walked in last with a dirty Barbour Found me at the bar in fits of laughter
Said you've been seen out digging the past with Arthur
GYou'd rather just walk in the rain DAt a party with Ash as they smash a piñata DCan I leave some stuff here for you to look after? DI'll be back around probably in the mid-summer GNew York, New York, mAan I love the city!
[Chorus]
DCaught in a spider's web, it's not the first time playing dead GI see I saw lovers undercover, no one found ouAt until we left DCaught in a spider's web, it's not the first time playing dead GThey know something, oh well, we're running I know they'll Acatch up in the end
[Bridge]
EMIn the hustle and the bustle, I feel I'm in trouble GAnd I trip and then I stumble, I feel myself fall DIn the hustle and the bustle it's too rough DI tumble in the gravel and the rubble, can you hear me call? EMIn the hustle and the bustle, I feel I'm in trouble GAnd I trip and then I stumble, I feel myself fall DIn the hustle and the bustle it's too rough DI tumble in the gravel and the rubble, can you hear me call?
[Verse 3]
DWith a wheezing chest and a leaking ceiling DBaby next door screaming all evening DThe beatings we got and the ones we're seeking GWe're stubborn as fuck and I'm proud to say DThat me and Ben Skeleton mixed our own medicine DNever let a critic affect our direction DBarricade doors with our pale complexion GProgram a beat bones I'll just keep telling them DHow selling them a brand is a band complication DA man in a room with a survey for the station DTrying to get it on air, no care for creation GI guess it's all part of indoctrination
[Bridge]
EMIn the hustle and the bustle, I feel I'm in trouble GAnd I trip and then I stumble, I feel myself fall DIn the hustle and the bustle it's too rough DI tumble in the gravel and the rubble, can you hear me call? EMIn the hustle and the bustle, I feel I'm in trouble GAnd I trip and then I stumble, I feel myself fall DIn the hustle and the bustle it's too rough DI tumble in the gravel and the rubble, can you hear me call?
[Chorus]
DCaught in a spider's web, it's not the first time playing dead GI see I saw lovers undercover, no one found out Auntil we left DCaught in a spider's web, it's not the first time playing dead GThey know something, oh well, we're running I know they'll Acatch up in the end
[Bridge]
EMIn the hustle and the bustle, I feel I'm in trouble GAnd I trip and then I stumble, I feel myself fall DIn the hustle and the bustle it's too rough
I tumble in the gravel and the rubble, can you hear me call?
EMIn the hustle and the bustle, I feel I'm in trouble GAnd I trip and then I stumble, I feel myself fall DIn the hustle and the bustle it's too rough DI tumble in the gravel and the rubble, can you hear me call? EMIn the hustle and the bustle, I feel I'm in trouble GAnd I trip and then I stumble, I feel myself fall DIn the hustle and the bustle it's too rough DI tumble in the gravel and the rubble, can you hear me call? EMIn the hustle and the bustle, I feel I'm in trouble GAnd I trip and then I stumble, I feel myself fall DIn the hustle and the bustle it's too rough DI tumble in the gravel and the rubble, can you hear me call?