Boris the Spider Songtext
von The Cog Is Dead

Look, he′s crawling up my wall
Black and hairy, very small
Now he's up above my head
Hanging by a little thread
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Now he′s dropped on to the floor Heading for the bedroom door
Maybe he's as scared as me
Where's he gone now,
I can′t see Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly


There he is wrapped in a ball
Doesn′t seem to move at all
Perhaps he's dead, I′ll just make sure Pick this book up off the floor
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
He's come to a sticky end
Don′t think he will ever mend
Never more will he crawl 'round
He′s embedded in the ground
Boris the spider
Boris the spider