Bare***** Ladies - Spider In My Room Lyrics
Words & music by jim creegganTheres a spider in my roomTheres a spider in my roomAnd then a voice above my headSaid if that spider were made deadId better grow some fins causeIt would make it easier to swimI dont like spiders and snakesThe way they crawl, the way they shakeIf a spider gets killed how does that make it rainHow could I be the one to blameA whisper drizzled down from the ice in its eyesIt said, try pickin on your own damn size,But the hoover was quick, termination completeIn its bedroom home got a chance to eat.In the corner beside my bedVery busy spinning threadEight legs and a little headI hear the thunder from outsideAnd the waters gettin highI dont like moths and bugsThey buzz, they get in the rugsBut where does a guy find some roomIn this life raft home, a little rubber tombTheres a spider in my roomTheres a spider in my room