Tearstained
Crawling With Tarantulas
Driving in a car
I'm with Evil Eye
On a lonely stretch of highway
In the middle of the day
We're in a convertable
Top is up, windows are down
The music is loud
It's a beautiful day
The interior of the car
It's moving like it's alive
The roof - the dash
It's moving, something is underneath
[Solo]
They are tarantulas
Dozens of them within the car
Clawing their way through
The fabric and the dashboard
We are suddenly
Covered with tarantulas
[Solo]
Travelling at high speed
Spiders erupt all over the car
And then.....I awake!
[Solo]
[ending riff written in 1989]