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Conrad the Caterpillar thought he was really killer |
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Spent all his days eatin' leaves in the shade |
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And stayed when the night set, too |
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Conrad the Caterpillar knew life would be a thriller |
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Soon as the threads was spun |
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Wouldn't stop to play in the Caterpillar Games |
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Till his own webbing game was done |
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He said, "No, no, I got no time to play |
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Got a thousand little legs |
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That don't get me too far in a day |
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I'm leaving, looks like I can't stay" |
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That little pillar he found him a willow |
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Spun in with a craftsman's weave |
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Wound so tightly to protect him from the light |
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And all shapes of water that drop from the leaves |
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Conrad the Caterpillar knew he would be a chiller |
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And he wound it tighter some more |
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Wound it so wide and the ends of his legs got sore |
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He said, "No, now I can't feel my feet |
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Just when I thought it was time to take a stroll on down the street |
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I'm leaving, looks like I can't leave, what do you know? |
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What's all this moving around with inside me? |
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What kind of 'pillar could touch the world of a miller |
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Chopping trees to build a new store |
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Nobody sees a lonely bump on the tree |
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Except a lump who's crying for more |
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Conrad the Caterpillar knew life would be a chiller |
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As he wound it tighter some more |
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Anybody stands in the caterpillar's place is moving in a standing run |
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He said, "No brother, I just need some room to fly |
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I spent all of my days just trying to keep dry |
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Oh I'd take a waterfall or a drop from my eye |
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I can't see nothin' from here anyway |
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I might as well make room and try, might as well try |
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Oh no, I just need a little room to play |
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Got a thousand little wings |
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And I'm gonna use them all today |
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I'm leaving, it looks like I gotta stay |
