Prick Goes The Scorpion’s Tail
Black, black is love’s potionWe drink, we drink from its wellAnd in their name, let’s drink to true loveFor a toad and a scorpion fellYes, in their name, let’s drink to true love For true love can break the spell
She blushed as she walked by the waterHaving known him the evening beforeShe liked how he spoke, but aware of his pokePrick, prick, prick! Goes the scorpion’s tail.
Oh love, it is fresh and green, my loveHow quickly we forget the sting, my loveWhat a pretty and dangerous line, my loveWhat bitter yet delicious wine, my love
She pondered if his love was poisonBut he pricked her so gently she swoonedHis words were like wine as their fates intertwinedPrick, prick, prick! Goes the scorpion’s tail.
Black, black is love’s potion.Take heed, take heed of the thorns.Don’t spring when it stingsRemember that you were warned.

Prick Goes The Scorpion’s Tail

Black, black is love’s potion
We drink, we drink from its well
And in their name, let’s drink to true love
For a toad and a scorpion fell
Yes, in their name, let’s drink to true love 
For true love can break the spell

She blushed as she walked by the water
Having known him the evening before
She liked how he spoke, but aware of his poke
Prick, prick, prick! Goes the scorpion’s tail.

Oh love, it is fresh and green, my love
How quickly we forget the sting, my love
What a pretty and dangerous line, my love
What bitter yet delicious wine, my love

She pondered if his love was poison
But he pricked her so gently she swooned
His words were like wine as their fates intertwined
Prick, prick, prick! Goes the scorpion’s tail.

Black, black is love’s potion.
Take heed, take heed of the thorns.
Don’t spring when it stings
Remember that you were warned.