Mad Dog - Spiders

I hear you walkin at my door

See you crawling on the floor

I know you don´t mind but I know you can

The way you screem, the way you howl

I heard it all before my friend

The mad dog, no one cares

Now mad man gonna gett that stick

Gotta get up and get ahead of yourself

I know someday that you lot on the sea

You lot are whipping cream like coming from a dream

Oh, mad dog

Mad dog

Now your forming at the mouth

And now they´re coming from the poun

Gonna get up and get a grip of yourself

No one cares for the mad dog

I know someday that lot on the sea

You lot are whipping cream coming from a dream

Mad dog

Mad dog