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Dan Bull

Bull Is The Spider

 

Bull Is The Spider

(album: Generation Gaming XXVI: 25 - 2022)


I am a Spider, hi, how are you?
Four pairs of walking boots, I'm Anansi Sinatra
Sitting peacefully, content with mingling
Until the evening, when my evil senses get to tingling
But isn't it a great time, chilling in the daytime?
Until the night arrives, and then it's playtime
I'll wear four air force pairs at the same time
Connect you to my web before giving you some face time
Many a brave knight gave a brave fight
Until I made a dinner plate of his grave site
In the daytime I'm a web designer
Then when the night time arrives I get kind of wild

I'm crawling up your wall
Black and hairy, very small
Now I'm up above your head
Hanging by a little thread
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Bull is the Spider

Look, I'm a giant, ungoliant, a Shelob, an Aragog
An Arukenimon, and I wreck anyone I can, I'm Pog
A self-propelling hairy hand with eight fingers
Wrapped around a pair of scary fangs, ornate pincers
Wait a moment, I must finish up a few things
Wrap up a customer, pick up a couple loose strings
Circadian mood swings change the way I do things
I could lose a few limbs, and just be like: "Oops, cringe"
Went in to the dentist, and I said to them: "My tooth stings"
They didn't find the double entendre, too amusing
And I may not be tall, but when I'm climbing up the walls
Right behind you, you'll be frightened, while you're trying not to fall
Right down into the dungeon, find yourself in a conundrum
Right in time cause I'm inviting you to help me out with luncheon

I'm climbing up your spout
Creepy, crawly
That rain won't wash me out
Creepy, crawly
I'm climbing up your spout
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Your mates won't hear you shout
Bull is the Spider

I'm a brain on legs, Animated in my Element
And when I'm spitting Venom it's as if I'm Eminem
Picking up the pen again, and dip it in the poison
Liquify your innards, turn your organs into Hoi Sin
So bring your boys in, tell them this'll hurt
With the main course finished, then I'll have them for dessert
Inciting paranoia with a side of violent nausea
Call me Dali or Bunuel, while I'm about to slice your cornea
A primordial killer, debilitating prey
With serrated razor blades dipped in danger mayonnaise
I'll eat you in my own home like a takeaway
So just let the venom penetrate your brain like theta waves
It needn't have to happen in a painful way
So lay awake, breathe, count down from ten, and then fade away

I'm crawling up your wall
Creepy, crawly
Black and hairy, very small
Creepy, crawly
Now I'm up above your head
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Hanging by a little thread
Bull is the Spider

Well, hello again, friend, I'm a Skeleton
Hopping on your back like Aladdin on an elephant
Accessorising Spiders like a bonewhite petticoat
But we know I'm only here to maximise the SEO
We're just some friendly bros, but to you we're deadly foes
Dropping every flow like a heavy load wherever we go
So let's go, Skeleton, my exoskeleton
Is ready to propel us to the next little fellow
That we find in the mine, digging Redstone
Diamonds, we'll kindly provide him a nice little headstone
Inscribed with the line: "Was alive, now he's dead" LOL
[*laughing*]

I'm climbing up your spout
That rain won't wash me out
I'm climbing up your spout
Your mates won't hear you shout
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Bull is the Spider

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