Spyder by Imperial Drag 
http://www.imperialdrag.com
Spoken:
you're rushing into the music 
In fact, you should tend to lean back a little. 
They call it laid back 
it's a sordid term but that's how it's used 


Verse:
drums
Ooh 
B B Ab Oooh 
B B Ab Ab

     B                B                       Ab
It's six o'clock, the business goes under the table 
    B                  B                         Ab
And that suits me just fine, 'cause I wake up at five.
        B                Ab 
And the clients begin to wind up
     B                   Ab 
Like thugs in a criminal lineup.
          F#             Eb                    C#? 
And they call my name to take them to heaven tonight 
             
        B                        B              Ab
Getting high as the clouds come in is kind of a drag 
          B          B                  Ab
No matter how hard I try, I can't concentrate 
    B               Ab
And nobody seems to trust me 
        B                   Ab
And the coworkers all wanna f*** me
      F#              Eb             C#? 
But before I get that desperate I'll wait 
C#?
Ooooh 

      E         C#       Ab
Say hello to an angel of sin 
        E              C#            Ab
I'm the meanest mother that has ever been
       E             C#           B       B/Bb      Ab 
Giving candy to your children and callin' them my friends.
          F#      E               Ab 
They say, Spyder, come back soon again 

   B                B                      Ab
I dreamt that I saw Elvis wearin' mirrored glasses. 
         B                 
He said, punk don't you peddle your 
B                         Ab
Poison to those ignorant masses.
     B                     Ab 
So I said, with all due respect sir, I'm
  B             Ab 
A pusher, not a homewrecker. 
        F#              Eb             C#?
Besides what am I doing talking to you anyway? 

      E         C#       Ab
Say hello to an angel of sin
        E              C#            Ab 
I'm the meanest mother that has ever been.
       E             C#             B          B/Bb  Ab 
Giving candy to your parents 'cause they’re my only friends.
          F#      E              Ab 
They say, Spyder, come back soon again. 

Ab
Doctors, nurses on the phone. 
A sun-soaked soda methadone. 
Somebody turn these light off in my eyes 

          C#?
How did I get so far away? 
What are these bombers on my brain? 
   Ab
If bringin' the death of me is what they want then fine 
       E                   C#
'Cause all they need is an excuse
   E                        C# 
To put my happy neck into a noose
            D     E    F# 
And say bye-bye  Ooh  Ooh
  
      E         C#       Ab
Say hello to an angel of sin.
        E              C#            Ab 
I'm the meanest mother that has ever been
       E             C#           B       B/Bb       Ab 
Giving candy to your children and callin' them my friends.
          F#      E               Ab 
They say, Spyder, come back soon again 

      E         C#       Ab
Say hello to an angel of sin.
        E              C#            Ab 
I'm the meanest mother that has ever been
        E               C# 
Getting underneath your psyche
     B       B/Bb   Ab
With needles and    pins
          F#      E              Ab 
They say, Spyder, come back soon again


C#?
e|--7----|
B|--6----|
G|--6----|
D|--6----|
A|--4----|
E|--X----|