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Boris the Spider

Однажды Энтуисл и Уаймэн (величайший басист и так себе) запьянствовали на целую ночь. К утру (или там на следующий день) Джон сочинил следующую песню - совершеннейшая готика по тем временам

Boris the Spider

>From A Quick One/Happy Jack, 1966/1967

Written by John Entwistle ©1966 TRO-Essex Music, Inc.

 

 Look, he's crawling up my wall

 Black and hairy, ve-ry small

 Now he's up a-bove my head

 Hanging by a little thread

 

[chorus]

 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

 

[repeat chorus]

Boris the spider

Boris the spider

 

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 (creepy, crawly)

Don't think he will ever mend (creepy, crawly)

Never more will he crawl 'round (creepy, crawly)

He's embedded in the ground (creepy, crawly)

 

Boris the spider

Boris the spider