

(yeah) (creeping) Watch your step, watch the ground They are moving all around
Underneath the wooden porch,
beneath the kitchen sink
They are plotting in the corner
while you blink
Thousands of tiny legs traversing the floorboards
No where left to run from the miniature hordes
(shhh) They are crawling closer now
Everywhere you look, creepy crawlers in the room (ooh)
Spinning up their webs of impending doom Watch them climb up on
the ceiling, watch them slide
There is no
place left
for you to hide
They scramble through the walls,
they wiggle in the frame No spray can stop them,
they don't play a game Underneath your covers,
sleeping in your bed Tiny little feelers scratching in your head
(hahaha) Got you paranoid looking at the crack Once they move in,
they are never going back
In the shadows of the closet where the garments hang That's the
place where the little army sang Scratching at the plaster,
chewing on the wire Building up their kingdom higher and higher (watch
out)
Everywhere...
They are everywhere... (shhhhh)