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The Cure – Lullaby – 1989


    on candystripe legs the spiderman comes
    softly through the shadow of the evening sun
    stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead
    looking for the victim shivering in bed
    searching out fear in the gathering gloom and
    a movement in the corner of the room!
    and there is nothing i can do
    when i realise with fright
    that the spiderman is having me for dinner tonight!

    quietly he laughs and shaking his head
    creeps closer now
    closer to the foot of the bed
    and softer than shadow and quicker than flies
    his arms are all around me and his tongue in my eyes
    « be still be calm be quiet now my precious boy
    don’t struggle like that or i will only love you more
    for it’s much too late to get away or turn on the light
    the spiderman is having you for dinner tonight »

    and i feel like i’m being eaten
    by a thousand million shivering furry holes
    and i know that in the morning i will wake up
    in the shivering cold

    and the spiderman is always hungry…