The Crawling Love - Zombina & The Skeletones

There is a cloud of complications

Headed toward us from the beach

Black hearted mists will twist around you

And everything will freeze

We really should be somewhere else

We need a taxi, like, right away

We need to try just to figure out what to do

Baby

Bad stuff happened here in the old days

Somebody said an old guy put a curse on the whole place

When he died in the fireplace, it badly burned his face

And if you say his name three times, he’ll be behind you

With his crawling love

There is a prehistoric insect

And it’s nested in my bed

And it’s laid a lot of eggs there

I can’t get it out of my head

I locked my bedroom door

I ain’t goin' back in there

I never realised it was you

Baby

Watch out!

Anyone could be like that, I don’t suppose

You would know of any way to reverse or prevent the

Changing of a man into a giant moth?

Deadly spores that he secretes inside his love…

There’s no escape from crawling love