Ex dwellers of Spiderwood Farm,
Though they live here they mean you no harm
Ex dwellers of Spiderwood Farm,
Though they live here they mean you no harm
Take a little time to understand
Where do people go when they leave this land?
Be they bad or good, need a place to lie
Shouldn't have to provide a mortal alibi
Evil air gathered there
The dark needs a comfortable bed,
So they said
Echoes of voodoo chants
Ring round the weathercocks old rusty head
Take a little time to understand
Where do people go when they leave this land?
Be they bad or good, need a place to lie
Shouldn't have to provide a mortal alibi
Ex dwellers of Spiderwood Farm,
Though they live here they mean you no harm
Ex dwellers of Spiderwood Farm,
Though they live here they mean you no harm
Ex dwellers of Spiderwood Farm,
Though they live here they mean you no harm
Ex dwellers of Spiderwood Farm,
Though they live here they mean you no harm
Take a little time to understand
Where do people go when they leave this land?
Be they bad or good, need a place to lie
Shouldn't have to provide a mortal alibi
Writer(s): Rosalie Cunningham, Ed Turner
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