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Spider in My Room

Words & Music by Jim Creeggan

 

There's a spider in my room

There's a spider in my room

 

And then a voice above my head

Said if that spider were made dead

I'd better grow some fins 'cause

it would make it easier to swim

 

I don't like spiders and snakes

The way they crawl, the way they shake

if a spider gets killed how does that make it rain

How could I be the one to blame

 

A whisper drizzled down from the ice in its eyes

it said, "Try pickin' on your own damn size,"

But the Hoover was quick, termination complete

in its bedroom home got a chance to eat.

 

in the corner beside my bed

Very busy spinning thread

Eight legs and a little head

 

I hear the thunder from outside

And the water's gettin' high

 

I don't like moths and bugs

They buzz, they get in the rugs

But where does a guy find some room

in this life raft home, a little rubber tomb

 

There's a spider in my room

There's a spider in my room

 

 

 

 

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