In the shadows, in the bushes In the space between the leafs A spider in the thick it Crawled up on my knee
I whip my gloves on, whip my hat on And I’m ready from the trees But that little glass spider Came crawling up to me
From the shadows in the bushes In the space between the leafs A little black spider Came a crawling home with me
It crawled up cross window As I lay me down to sleep In the morning on my pillow It waited patiently
And then came the ants The frogs and the snakes Slithering and slimy Through my blue washed sheets
Lastly from the bushes Creeping from the moves Every awful creature Came a crawling over me
I crushed him and killed him But they came all the more So I ran in my night shirt Out to visit the road
But I tripped it on a tree root And this one from the weeds A million metals heaf For a million pieces
In the shadows of the picket Rain pours through the leafs And I was scavenging the mud When he tripped on trees
But from here And through there From every tuition Later voices sang Longer twigs and mosses
And the swan and the cavern Under logs and leafs I crawled and I slithered Under rotting trees
(x2) In the tangle of the bushes Underneath the wet leafs Lay many and nothing And I crawl up underneathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
