Widespread Panic - Conrad the Caterpillar lyrics
[Widespread Panic - Conrad the Caterpillar lyrics]
Conrad, the Caterpillar thought he
Was really killer
He couldn't wait to buy them blue suede shoes
Stayed all his days eatin'
Leaves in the shade
Stayed when the night set too
Conrad, the Caterpillar knew life
Would be a thriller
Soon as the threads was spun
Wouldn't stop to play in
The Caterpillar Games
Till his own webbing game was done
He said, "No, no, I got no time to play
Thousand little legs that don't get me
Too far in a day i'm leaving tomorrow
No look like I can't stay"
That little pillar, he found him a willow
Spun in with a craftsman's weave
Wound so tightly to protect
Him from the light
And all shapes of water that
Drop from the leaves
Conrad, the Caterpillar knew that
Would be a chiller
Wound it tighter some more wound it so wide
And the ends of his legs go sore
"No, there isn't any feelin' in my feet
Just when I thought it was time
To stroll on down the street
I'm leaving, time looks like I can't leave
What do you know? What's all this
Moving around with inside me?
What kind of piller touches the
World of a miller
Hey, nobody sees a lonely bump on a tree
Cry for more
Conrad, the Caterpillar knew life
Would be a thriller
As soon as the treads were spun
Anybody stands in the caterpillar's place
Are moving in a standing run
Spent all of my days just tryin' to keep dry
I can't see nothin' from here anyway
Might as well no, make room and try
Said, no, need a little bit of room to fly
I'm leaving, I'm so wise
Was really killer
He couldn't wait to buy them blue suede shoes
Stayed all his days eatin'
Leaves in the shade
Stayed when the night set too
Conrad, the Caterpillar knew life
Would be a thriller
Soon as the threads was spun
Wouldn't stop to play in
The Caterpillar Games
Till his own webbing game was done
He said, "No, no, I got no time to play
Thousand little legs that don't get me
Too far in a day i'm leaving tomorrow
No look like I can't stay"
That little pillar, he found him a willow
Spun in with a craftsman's weave
Wound so tightly to protect
Him from the light
And all shapes of water that
Drop from the leaves
Conrad, the Caterpillar knew that
Would be a chiller
Wound it tighter some more wound it so wide
And the ends of his legs go sore
"No, there isn't any feelin' in my feet
Just when I thought it was time
To stroll on down the street
I'm leaving, time looks like I can't leave
What do you know? What's all this
Moving around with inside me?
What kind of piller touches the
World of a miller
Hey, nobody sees a lonely bump on a tree
Cry for more
Conrad, the Caterpillar knew life
Would be a thriller
As soon as the treads were spun
Anybody stands in the caterpillar's place
Are moving in a standing run
Spent all of my days just tryin' to keep dry
I can't see nothin' from here anyway
Might as well no, make room and try
Said, no, need a little bit of room to fly
I'm leaving, I'm so wise