Well, your number's changed and your hair's cut short
And your house is painted white
Gave me a fright
And your line's engaged 'cause you talk too much
The way you always do
When I'm talking to you
But you haven't changed like your number has
You've been all round the world
You're a rich little girl
There you are like a spider in the corner
Vibrating messages of dark
Vibrating messages of dark
Pornography reassures a man
Fills him with delight
So he's alright
But the men upstairs with their fitted hoods
And the streetlamp lights them up
They're stitching you up
There you are like a spider in the corner
Vibrating messages of dark
Vibrating messages of dark
Vibrating messages of dark
