How do, how do you do? My name is you Flies, they all gather round me and you too You can't see anything well You ask me what size it is, not what I sell The flies they all gather round me and you too Well I don't want you to be alone down there To be alone down there to be alone Well the devil's apprentice, he gave me some credit He fed me a line, and I'll probably regret it I don't want you to be alone down there To be alone down there to be alone