Stinger
- Pigfarmer Jr
- Churchill
- Posts: 2592
- Joined: Sat Mar 21, 2009 6:13 am
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Stinger
Stinger
Pigfarmer Jr
In third grade and learning to bat the ball
Swinging so hard, I was giving my all
I was hit when they pitched inside
It hurt so much I almost cried
A stinger
A stinger
I swore to myself I wouldn't let it hurt
Covered my bruises, rubbed them with dirt
A stinger
Just a stinger
In tenth grade when I got my first real kiss
Afraid to get hurt but she was worth the risk
Sure enough she dropped me quick
So she could kiss some other kid
A stinger
A stinger
I swore to myself I wouldn't let it hurt
Covered my bruises, rubbed them with dirt
A stinger
Just a stinger
Shortly before I was turning fifty years old
I lost my mom, lost her gentle soul
They say it gets better after a while
But here I am still missing her smile
A stinger
A stinger
I swore to myself I wouldn't let it hurt
Covered my bruises, rubbed them with dirt
A stinger
I swore to myself I wouldn't let it hurt
Covered my bruises, rubbed them with dirt
A stinger
Just a stinger
Pigfarmer Jr
In third grade and learning to bat the ball
Swinging so hard, I was giving my all
I was hit when they pitched inside
It hurt so much I almost cried
A stinger
A stinger
I swore to myself I wouldn't let it hurt
Covered my bruises, rubbed them with dirt
A stinger
Just a stinger
In tenth grade when I got my first real kiss
Afraid to get hurt but she was worth the risk
Sure enough she dropped me quick
So she could kiss some other kid
A stinger
A stinger
I swore to myself I wouldn't let it hurt
Covered my bruises, rubbed them with dirt
A stinger
Just a stinger
Shortly before I was turning fifty years old
I lost my mom, lost her gentle soul
They say it gets better after a while
But here I am still missing her smile
A stinger
A stinger
I swore to myself I wouldn't let it hurt
Covered my bruises, rubbed them with dirt
A stinger
I swore to myself I wouldn't let it hurt
Covered my bruises, rubbed them with dirt
A stinger
Just a stinger
- Heine
- de Gaulle
- Posts: 190
- Joined: Sat Nov 29, 2008 2:25 pm
- Instruments: Guitar, Bass
- Recording Method: Presonus FP10, Cubase
- Submitting as: SoFa Productions Inc., Double Me Double U, heine
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Hannover, Germany
- Contact:
Re: Stinger
Stinger, but not stinger.
Finger, but ginger!
To hear – but 'Have you heard?'
I once was standing in a queue, waiting for my meal.
And the guy in front of me said:
"I'd like to have a sandwich with chicken breast!"
Breast, not breast!
So funny!
So weird!
Do we know? – We know!
Stinger!
Stinger!
Well…, what is a Dry Cleaning?
Is it a shower without water?
Or… something we don't know?
How can you get clean?
Dry Cleaning is maybe just a little band.
With a singer who speaks – and not: sings!
And the guys in the background doin' their stuff.
She talks and talks and talks and talks…
Stinger!
Just like… Stinger!
Well…, is this art?
Or should this be in the waste bin?
Just throw it away?
Does it have a meaning? – This song?
Well, I don't know…
Just doing my kind of stuff.
Doin'…
Keeps on moving and moving.
It's a little 'ouch'. Ouch!
I have had the feeling before!
Stinger!
Stinger!
Finger, but ginger!
To hear – but 'Have you heard?'
I once was standing in a queue, waiting for my meal.
And the guy in front of me said:
"I'd like to have a sandwich with chicken breast!"
Breast, not breast!
So funny!
So weird!
Do we know? – We know!
Stinger!
Stinger!
Well…, what is a Dry Cleaning?
Is it a shower without water?
Or… something we don't know?
How can you get clean?
Dry Cleaning is maybe just a little band.
With a singer who speaks – and not: sings!
And the guys in the background doin' their stuff.
She talks and talks and talks and talks…
Stinger!
Just like… Stinger!
Well…, is this art?
Or should this be in the waste bin?
Just throw it away?
Does it have a meaning? – This song?
Well, I don't know…
Just doing my kind of stuff.
Doin'…
Keeps on moving and moving.
It's a little 'ouch'. Ouch!
I have had the feeling before!
Stinger!
Stinger!
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- arby
- Attlee
- Posts: 254
- Joined: Sat Jul 16, 2016 8:21 pm
- Instruments: vocals, Omnichord
- Recording Method: ZOOM, Tascam, Logic Pro
- Submitting as: Lucky Witch & the Righteous Ghost, Virgo Power
- Pronouns: she/her
- Location: Staten Island, NY
- Contact:
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Stinger (LW | RG)
Mother says this isn't normal
Says I'm toying with the devil
I shouldn't play with scorpions
I don't know what they'll do
She doesn't like my new tattoo
She thinks this is all a phase
One day I'll come to my senses
Desecration of a temple
Black ink, black venom
Maybe I'm in with the wrong crowd
Leading me into temptation
Thinks I'm in over my head
Doesn't get the implications
CHORUS
It's all needles and stingers
She says I'm poisoning my life
“You don't provoke bad spirits
Didn't I raise you right?”
She thinks they're in my ears
And leading me astray
I'm sorry I’m not like you
And I'm not going to change
CHORUS
BRIDGE (x4):
No child of mine
CHORUS x2
Mother says this isn't normal
Says I'm toying with the devil
I shouldn't play with scorpions
I don't know what they'll do
She doesn't like my new tattoo
She thinks this is all a phase
One day I'll come to my senses
Desecration of a temple
Black ink, black venom
Maybe I'm in with the wrong crowd
Leading me into temptation
Thinks I'm in over my head
Doesn't get the implications
CHORUS
It's all needles and stingers
She says I'm poisoning my life
“You don't provoke bad spirits
Didn't I raise you right?”
She thinks they're in my ears
And leading me astray
I'm sorry I’m not like you
And I'm not going to change
CHORUS
BRIDGE (x4):
No child of mine
CHORUS x2
"That organ is piercing my soul" - Adam Adamant
"Lo-fi doom rock isn't my bag at all. I'm trying to imagine this with professional production and played/sung perfectly and I don't think I'd like it much more." - furrypedro
"Lo-fi doom rock isn't my bag at all. I'm trying to imagine this with professional production and played/sung perfectly and I don't think I'd like it much more." - furrypedro
- Heather. Redmon.
- Goldman
- Posts: 713
- Joined: Sat Sep 25, 2004 3:28 pm
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- Submitting as: The Hell Yeahs
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The Hell Yeahs - Stinger
Round one, havin’ some fun, you’re not quite sure what you done
Some knuckle dustin’ scrappin action
Dukes up now no relaxin’
Round two, dunno about you, but I won’t be blackened and blued
My uppercuts and haymakers
Knuck sandwich, any takers?
I’ll stick and move
Fair fight? Well, maybe I might be puttin’ out both of your lights
My Suplex is a combo breaker
Bustin’ your money maker
Throw hands to beat the band, gettin’ my kicks where I can
And oh now that my pummels landed
I’ll switch to open-handed
Don’t know bout you…
My stinger will bring ya, five fingers
Lightnin’ strike on your expression
My stinger, will bring ya, five fingers
A slap attack to make a mess of
Whatever you been callin’ the rest of your face
Put ‘em up buttercup
Cry uncle but I can’t get enough
I will use special moves
Here’s lookin’ at youse!
Get in the ring
Whip crack, a matter of fact, I’ve given you time to react
Oh I can see that you’re still standin’
How bouts some reprimandin’
Dot dot, that all that you got? I’m honestly glad that we fought
You get the picture, catch my meanin’?
Your clock just needed cleaning!
And here’s the thing (the sting!)
My stinger will bring ya, five fingers
Lightnin’ strike on your expression
My stinger, will bring ya, five fingers
A slap attack to make a mess of
Whatever you been callin’ the rest of your face
Round one, havin’ some fun, you’re not quite sure what you done
Some knuckle dustin’ scrappin action
Dukes up now no relaxin’
Round two, dunno about you, but I won’t be blackened and blued
My uppercuts and haymakers
Knuck sandwich, any takers?
I’ll stick and move
Fair fight? Well, maybe I might be puttin’ out both of your lights
My Suplex is a combo breaker
Bustin’ your money maker
Throw hands to beat the band, gettin’ my kicks where I can
And oh now that my pummels landed
I’ll switch to open-handed
Don’t know bout you…
My stinger will bring ya, five fingers
Lightnin’ strike on your expression
My stinger, will bring ya, five fingers
A slap attack to make a mess of
Whatever you been callin’ the rest of your face
Put ‘em up buttercup
Cry uncle but I can’t get enough
I will use special moves
Here’s lookin’ at youse!
Get in the ring
Whip crack, a matter of fact, I’ve given you time to react
Oh I can see that you’re still standin’
How bouts some reprimandin’
Dot dot, that all that you got? I’m honestly glad that we fought
You get the picture, catch my meanin’?
Your clock just needed cleaning!
And here’s the thing (the sting!)
My stinger will bring ya, five fingers
Lightnin’ strike on your expression
My stinger, will bring ya, five fingers
A slap attack to make a mess of
Whatever you been callin’ the rest of your face
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- fluffy
- Eisenhower
- Posts: 11267
- Joined: Sat Sep 25, 2004 10:56 am
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Sockpuppet - Stinger
Good morning, children!
Good morning, Mx. fluffy!
Today we’re going to play a little game!
Woohoo!
I’m going to sing about an animal, and after each verse you can guess which animal I was singing about.
Are you ready?
Yeah!
Well let's go!
I’m just floating here
Biding my time
Feeling cool as ice
Don’t have much on my mind
I am gonna stay
In the pale blue waters
See a shadow fall
I wonder what it is
Oh no, I’m being attacked by a guy
My instinct kicks in, and now he’s gonna cry
Which animal was that?
A jellyfish!
That’s right, it’s a jellyfish!
I’m just flying here
Gathering pollen
For my hive and queen
So honey can be gotten
I have found myself
In a patch of tasty clover
See the whirring blades
Of an electric lawnmower
Oh no, I’m being attacked by a guy
My instinct kicks in, and now he’s gonna cry
Which animal was that?
Honeybee!!!!
That’s right, it’s a honey bee!
This next one's a bit trickier...
I’m so comfortable
Wallowing in my bog
Feel electric spark
Oh look, a tasty bug
There’s a very large creature
Coming my way
I’ll protect myself
By kicking it with my leg
Oh no, I’m being attacked by a guy
My instinct kicks in, and now he’s gonna cry
Which animal was that?
Platypus!
That’s right, Tommy, it was a duck-billed platypus!
The males have poison spurs!
Posting on the Internet
I have a funny take
The joke is that it is
A purposeful mistake
My wit spreads past
People who are my friends
Well that’s okay because
The humor never ends
Oh no, I’m being attacked by a guy
My instinct kicks in, and now I'm gonna cry
What animal was that?
Reply guy!!!
That’s right, it was the obnoxious mansplaining reply-guy! His name is George McClannahan, and he lives at 264 Maple Street. You should not be like George! In fact we should all go and teach him a lesson about being nice after school!
That's my address!
That's right, Tommy! That's your address, and your father. I know where you get it from (you little shit).
Anyway, class dismissed!
Yay! Woohoo!
Good morning, children!
Good morning, Mx. fluffy!
Today we’re going to play a little game!
Woohoo!
I’m going to sing about an animal, and after each verse you can guess which animal I was singing about.
Are you ready?
Yeah!
Well let's go!
I’m just floating here
Biding my time
Feeling cool as ice
Don’t have much on my mind
I am gonna stay
In the pale blue waters
See a shadow fall
I wonder what it is
Oh no, I’m being attacked by a guy
My instinct kicks in, and now he’s gonna cry
Which animal was that?
A jellyfish!
That’s right, it’s a jellyfish!
I’m just flying here
Gathering pollen
For my hive and queen
So honey can be gotten
I have found myself
In a patch of tasty clover
See the whirring blades
Of an electric lawnmower
Oh no, I’m being attacked by a guy
My instinct kicks in, and now he’s gonna cry
Which animal was that?
Honeybee!!!!
That’s right, it’s a honey bee!
This next one's a bit trickier...
I’m so comfortable
Wallowing in my bog
Feel electric spark
Oh look, a tasty bug
There’s a very large creature
Coming my way
I’ll protect myself
By kicking it with my leg
Oh no, I’m being attacked by a guy
My instinct kicks in, and now he’s gonna cry
Which animal was that?
Platypus!
That’s right, Tommy, it was a duck-billed platypus!
The males have poison spurs!
Posting on the Internet
I have a funny take
The joke is that it is
A purposeful mistake
My wit spreads past
People who are my friends
Well that’s okay because
The humor never ends
Oh no, I’m being attacked by a guy
My instinct kicks in, and now I'm gonna cry
What animal was that?
Reply guy!!!
That’s right, it was the obnoxious mansplaining reply-guy! His name is George McClannahan, and he lives at 264 Maple Street. You should not be like George! In fact we should all go and teach him a lesson about being nice after school!
That's my address!
That's right, Tommy! That's your address, and your father. I know where you get it from (you little shit).
Anyway, class dismissed!
Yay! Woohoo!
- drproximo
- Karski
- Posts: 25
- Joined: Thu Jan 07, 2016 1:23 pm
- Instruments: vocals, sequencing, guitar, bass
- Recording Method: GarageBand, Audacity
- Submitting as: DC Prox
- Pronouns: he/they
- Location: eastern Canada
- Contact:
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STINGER (DC Prox)
It was more than just a trip abroad
I should’ve known that from the start
I should’ve known that I shouldn’t get involved
Coz that was when my life fell apart.
I really thought that I was prepared
Thought I was ready for anything
I didn’t know what was up ‘til I was there
That’s when I felt the sting...
STINGER
She knows what she’s doing
It’s you that she’s fooling
STINGER
This is not a test
Stay away or get wrecked
I didn’t see the red flags or the signs
Maybe I just didn’t wanna see
In hindsight I don’t know why I was blind
It almost feels like it wasn’t me
I wish that I could go back to that day
I wish that I could tell myself
But something tells me, no matter what I’d say
I’d probably still fall under her spell
STINGER
Stealer of souls
Hoarder of gold
STINGER
It’s not too late
Flee, don’t tempt fate
It was more than just a trip abroad
I should’ve known that from the start
I should’ve known that I shouldn’t get involved
Coz that was when my life fell apart.
I really thought that I was prepared
Thought I was ready for anything
I didn’t know what was up ‘til I was there
That’s when I felt the sting...
STINGER
She knows what she’s doing
It’s you that she’s fooling
STINGER
This is not a test
Stay away or get wrecked
I didn’t see the red flags or the signs
Maybe I just didn’t wanna see
In hindsight I don’t know why I was blind
It almost feels like it wasn’t me
I wish that I could go back to that day
I wish that I could tell myself
But something tells me, no matter what I’d say
I’d probably still fall under her spell
STINGER
Stealer of souls
Hoarder of gold
STINGER
It’s not too late
Flee, don’t tempt fate
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- the panna cotta army
- de Gaulle
- Posts: 246
- Joined: Sun Mar 20, 2011 11:35 am
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- Recording Method: Studio One/Mac
- Submitting as: the pannacotta army
- Pronouns: He he he
- Location: UK
Re: Stinger
Stinger - The Pannacotta Army
Honey bee, mind your stinger
You’re close to me, you could injure my confidence
I’ll run into the shed and close the door
Hide myself inside until I’m sure you’ve gone for good
Lazy wasp you’re no joy bringer
Just get lost and don’t linger in my garden
Fly away annoy somebody else
Life’s miserable enough here by myself I don’t need nobody’s help
I don’t need your tuppence worth
My bubble’s truly burst
Nettle leaves brush against my fingers
Should’ve watched out for your stingers
An accident
You never know what’s in the undergrowth
Careful where you step you’re not supposed to stray off path
Honey bee, mind your stinger
You’re close to me, you could injure my confidence
I’ll run into the shed and close the door
Hide myself inside until I’m sure you’ve gone for good
Lazy wasp you’re no joy bringer
Just get lost and don’t linger in my garden
Fly away annoy somebody else
Life’s miserable enough here by myself I don’t need nobody’s help
I don’t need your tuppence worth
My bubble’s truly burst
Nettle leaves brush against my fingers
Should’ve watched out for your stingers
An accident
You never know what’s in the undergrowth
Careful where you step you’re not supposed to stray off path
- WreckdoMelle
- Attlee
- Posts: 426
- Joined: Tue May 01, 2012 5:18 am
- Instruments: Gibson SG, clarinet, tuba, bass guitar, baritone horn, mandolin, vox, sax (sorta)
- Recording Method: Bitwig Studio
- Submitting as: Brown Word and the Big Whine, sometimes WreckdoM
- Pronouns: she/her
- Location: Austin, TX
- Contact:
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Stinger
by Brown Word and the Big Whine
The temperature is 103
Sun is turning and it's burning down on me
I'm your beast of burden
Your beast of burden
When I tell you that I'm burning let's go
I can barely even see you
Don't wanna be you, but I kinda wanna meet you hello
C'mon understand me, don't underhand me
You'd think you know me by now
Won't say I told you so
Too close to the edge
You got an itchy trigger
Don't wanna point no fingers
Bet your ass if you wanna mess with scorpions
You get the stinger
stinger
stinger
well it's a two way street now
I'm only here for Numero Uno, let's get
real, don't wanna bag man, no wave a fucking flag man
Don't play the game oh no
Don't tell me bout your money bro
How you gonna rob a ho
I can't believe the hype it's all show
Don't you find it just ridiculous
Don't you find it disingenuous
Don't you find this bullshit business
Just little bit tough to swallow?
Won't say I told you so
Too close to the edge
You got an itchy trigger
Don't wanna point no fingers
Bet your ass if you wanna mess with scorpions
You get the stinger
Fuck around and find out
Fuck around and find out
Fuck around and find out, alright
etc
by Brown Word and the Big Whine
The temperature is 103
Sun is turning and it's burning down on me
I'm your beast of burden
Your beast of burden
When I tell you that I'm burning let's go
I can barely even see you
Don't wanna be you, but I kinda wanna meet you hello
C'mon understand me, don't underhand me
You'd think you know me by now
Won't say I told you so
Too close to the edge
You got an itchy trigger
Don't wanna point no fingers
Bet your ass if you wanna mess with scorpions
You get the stinger
stinger
stinger
well it's a two way street now
I'm only here for Numero Uno, let's get
real, don't wanna bag man, no wave a fucking flag man
Don't play the game oh no
Don't tell me bout your money bro
How you gonna rob a ho
I can't believe the hype it's all show
Don't you find it just ridiculous
Don't you find it disingenuous
Don't you find this bullshit business
Just little bit tough to swallow?
Won't say I told you so
Too close to the edge
You got an itchy trigger
Don't wanna point no fingers
Bet your ass if you wanna mess with scorpions
You get the stinger
Fuck around and find out
Fuck around and find out
Fuck around and find out, alright
etc
“This is pandemonium, like a Heironymus Bosch painting set to music” - The Pannacotta Army
Brown Word and the Big Whine on Bandcamp:
http://brownwordandthebigwhine.bandcamp.com
Brown Word and the Big Whine on Bandcamp:
http://brownwordandthebigwhine.bandcamp.com
- pabrizzer
- A New Player
- Posts: 6
- Joined: Wed Aug 13, 2025 12:10 am
- Instruments: guitar - ukulele - harmonica
- Recording Method: phone - garageband
- Submitting as: pabrizzer
- Pronouns: he/him
Re: Stinger
stinger (irukandji)
pabrizzer
there's a stinger that lives in the see
it's so small and clear it can hardly be seen
but it can be so painful it can be deadly
it's called the irukandji
so nobody swims in the sea
they don't want to be stung you see
it can be so painful it can be deadly
it's called the irukandji
but it don't sting like you
i don't think anything do
i'm gonna stay away from you
pabrizzer
there's a stinger that lives in the see
it's so small and clear it can hardly be seen
but it can be so painful it can be deadly
it's called the irukandji
so nobody swims in the sea
they don't want to be stung you see
it can be so painful it can be deadly
it's called the irukandji
but it don't sting like you
i don't think anything do
i'm gonna stay away from you
- MellyP
- de Gaulle
- Posts: 148
- Joined: Thu Feb 18, 2021 6:38 pm
- Instruments: guitar, keyboards
- Recording Method: Spire, Reaper
- Submitting as: mellfire, hoodmo, The Mellfire Trifecta
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Toronto, Canada
- Contact:
Re: Stinger
Stinger
Behind the screen
Safe and serene
You’re the boss
Legs up and crossed
Neighbours leer
But they don’t come near
Something’s wrong
Their resistance is strong
Feed the hive
The stories they tell they go round and round
Lucky for you, you don’t hear a sound
No, you thrive
One hand holding up a brand new novel
Your great mobile home is another man’s hovel
You’ve turned off your ringer
A bad reputation bringer
They think you’ve got a stinger
But you’re just lost
No one knows
What froze your toes
Your voice was soft
“This wedding is off”
You went to ground
Assumed you’d be found
No one came
It’s better this way
Feed the hive
The stories they tell they go round and round
Lucky for you, you don’t hear a sound
No, you thrive
One hand holding up a brand new novel
Your great mobile home is another man’s hovel
You’ve turned off your ringer
A bad reputation bringer
They think you’ve got a stinger
But you’re just lost
You’re just lost X4
Behind the screen
Safe and serene
You’re the boss
Legs up and crossed
Neighbours leer
But they don’t come near
Something’s wrong
Their resistance is strong
Feed the hive
The stories they tell they go round and round
Lucky for you, you don’t hear a sound
No, you thrive
One hand holding up a brand new novel
Your great mobile home is another man’s hovel
You’ve turned off your ringer
A bad reputation bringer
They think you’ve got a stinger
But you’re just lost
No one knows
What froze your toes
Your voice was soft
“This wedding is off”
You went to ground
Assumed you’d be found
No one came
It’s better this way
Feed the hive
The stories they tell they go round and round
Lucky for you, you don’t hear a sound
No, you thrive
One hand holding up a brand new novel
Your great mobile home is another man’s hovel
You’ve turned off your ringer
A bad reputation bringer
They think you’ve got a stinger
But you’re just lost
You’re just lost X4
- Spud
- Roosevelt
- Posts: 4797
- Joined: Fri Sep 24, 2004 10:25 am
- Instruments: Bass, Keyboards, eHorn
- Submitting as: Octothorpe
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Seattle
- Contact:
Re: Stinger
Stinger by KDog
My mind is in the moment, I'm confident and strong
My heart is beating lustily, a predatory song
I sense someone approaching my favorite spot to hide
My stinger waits aquiver my claws are open wide
Don't underestimate my stinger, don't invite my bite
Pick a fight you won't be the winner
See me coming, say goodnight
I walk alone in darkness my enemies to evade
Though owls also hunt by night flying silent as the shade
But I'm stealthy and I'm wise as I go about my rounds
Feasting on the hapless creatures my stinger takes down
Don't underestimate my stinger, don't invite my bite
Pick a fight you won't be the winner
See me coming, say goodnight
The desert sand is cool by night my steps are quick and lively
In shadows where I lay in wait the unsuspecting find me
Should you cross my path tonight you're in for a big surprise
I'll introduce you to my stinger and your demise
Don't underestimate my stinger, don't invite my bite
Pick a fight you won't be the winner
See me coming, say goodnight
See me coming, say goodnight
See me coming, say goodnight
My mind is in the moment, I'm confident and strong
My heart is beating lustily, a predatory song
I sense someone approaching my favorite spot to hide
My stinger waits aquiver my claws are open wide
Don't underestimate my stinger, don't invite my bite
Pick a fight you won't be the winner
See me coming, say goodnight
I walk alone in darkness my enemies to evade
Though owls also hunt by night flying silent as the shade
But I'm stealthy and I'm wise as I go about my rounds
Feasting on the hapless creatures my stinger takes down
Don't underestimate my stinger, don't invite my bite
Pick a fight you won't be the winner
See me coming, say goodnight
The desert sand is cool by night my steps are quick and lively
In shadows where I lay in wait the unsuspecting find me
Should you cross my path tonight you're in for a big surprise
I'll introduce you to my stinger and your demise
Don't underestimate my stinger, don't invite my bite
Pick a fight you won't be the winner
See me coming, say goodnight
See me coming, say goodnight
See me coming, say goodnight