I've got my fingers
In the Devil's teeth
And the kettle is boiling
Ready the feast
You left the stinger
In a little bit deep
(Don't you think)
And I'm up to my
Eyes in spines
I'll be fine
And I'm up to my
I'm up to my
I'm up to my
Until I'm up to my
I'll be fine
Just humming a lullaby
It's salt in the wound
Sweat in the eye
Into the light
And I'm up to my
I'm up to my
I'm up to my
Until I'm up to my
I'll be fine
Just humming a lullaby
It's salt in the wound
Sweat in the eye
Chasing the porcupine
Salt in the wound
Sweat in the eye
Into the light
Until I'm up to my eyes in spines
I'm chasing the porcupine
It's salt in the wound
Sweat in the eye
Into the light