| Song | Spider Baby |
| Artist | Fantômas |
| Album | The Director's Cut |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Stein | |
| Screams and moans and bats and bones | |
| Teenage monsters in haunted homes | |
| The ghosts on the stair | |
| The vampires bite | |
| Better beware, there's a full moon tonight | |
| Cannibal spiders creep and crawl | |
| Boys and ghouls having a ball | |
| Frankenstein, | |
| Dracula and even the | |
| Mummy Are sure to end up in someone's tummy | |
| Take a fresh rodent, some toadstools and weeds | |
| And an old owl and the young one she breeds | |
| Mix in seven legs of an eight-legged beast | |
| Then you are all set for a cannibal feast | |
| Sit around the fire with the cup of brew | |
| A fiend and a werewolf on each side of you | |
| This cannibal orgy is strange to behold | |
| And the maddest story ever told |
| zuo ci : Stein | |
| Screams and moans and bats and bones | |
| Teenage monsters in haunted homes | |
| The ghosts on the stair | |
| The vampires bite | |
| Better beware, there' s a full moon tonight | |
| Cannibal spiders creep and crawl | |
| Boys and ghouls having a ball | |
| Frankenstein, | |
| Dracula and even the | |
| Mummy Are sure to end up in someone' s tummy | |
| Take a fresh rodent, some toadstools and weeds | |
| And an old owl and the young one she breeds | |
| Mix in seven legs of an eightlegged beast | |
| Then you are all set for a cannibal feast | |
| Sit around the fire with the cup of brew | |
| A fiend and a werewolf on each side of you | |
| This cannibal orgy is strange to behold | |
| And the maddest story ever told |
| zuò cí : Stein | |
| Screams and moans and bats and bones | |
| Teenage monsters in haunted homes | |
| The ghosts on the stair | |
| The vampires bite | |
| Better beware, there' s a full moon tonight | |
| Cannibal spiders creep and crawl | |
| Boys and ghouls having a ball | |
| Frankenstein, | |
| Dracula and even the | |
| Mummy Are sure to end up in someone' s tummy | |
| Take a fresh rodent, some toadstools and weeds | |
| And an old owl and the young one she breeds | |
| Mix in seven legs of an eightlegged beast | |
| Then you are all set for a cannibal feast | |
| Sit around the fire with the cup of brew | |
| A fiend and a werewolf on each side of you | |
| This cannibal orgy is strange to behold | |
| And the maddest story ever told |