[Intro]
The cover of the wings of gra**hoppers
The traces of the smallest spider's web
The colours of the moonshine's watery beams
Ooh
[Chorus 1]
The cover of the wings of gra**hoppers
The traces of the smallest spider's web
The colours of the moonshine's watery beams
Ooh
The cover of the wings of gra**hoppers
The traces of the smallest spider's web
The colours of the moonshine's watery beams
Ooh
The cover of the wings of gra**hoppers
The traces of the smallest spider's web
The colours of the moonshine's watery beams
[Verse 1]
Oh, then I see Queen Mab has been with you
She is the fairest midwife and she comes in shape no bigger than an agate stone
On the forefinger of an alderman
[Bridge]
[?] with the deem of little anatomies of portman noses as they lie asleep
Her wagon spokes made of lung spinners legs
[Chorus 2]
The cover of the wings of gra**hoppers
The traces of the smallest spider's web
The colours of the moonshine's watery beams
Ooh
The cover of the wings of gra**hoppers
The traces of the smallest spider's web
The colours of the moonshine's watery beams
Ooh
[Verse 2]
Her whip of a cricket's bone, the lash of film
Her wagoner a small great coded man
Not so big as a brown little worm
Pricked from a lazy finger of a maid
[Bridge 2]
Her chariot is an empty hazelnut
Made by the [?] squirrel or old grub
Time out of [?] [?], coach made [?]
And in this state she... (gathers night by night) night by night
[Breakdown]
[?] [?] [?], and then they dream of love
They dream
They dream
They dream of love
Ooh
[Chorus 3]
The cover of wings of gra**hoppers
The traces of the smallest spider's web
The colours of the moonshine's watery beams
Ooh
The cover of wings of gra**hoppers
The traces of the smallest spider's web
The colours of the moonshine's watery beams
Ooh
[Verse 3]
Over Cordia's knees they dream on Curt's Sea Strait
Over lawyers fingers fall straight dream on [?]
Over lady's lips will straight on kisses dream
Which of the angry mab with blisters [?]
Because of the [?] with sweet needs taint are...
[Outro]
Oh, then I see Queen Mab has been with you
She is the fairest midwife and she comes in shape no bigger than an agate stone
On the forefinger of an alderman
[?] [?] with the deem of little anatomies of portman noses as they lie asleep