Текст песни Phish - [guelah (the Fly)]
So maybe I could be a fly
And feed arachnid as I die
And view the ritual from within
The silken tunnel that they spin
And through the bedroom door intrude
A fretful frown and spoil the mood
'Cause though I never really stand that tall
She tilt my frame, she watch me fal
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