Creep By N/A The rain in Spain comes pouring down In a galaxy far far away Mystery of my dream is always something When the sun turns my night to day Only one more web Only one web to spin you'round Spin my web of fantasy Play this rhythm without missing a beat A living insect you can tell it's a creep By the movement in the shadows and the smell and the heat With the sound of deadly nothing without crossing the street The city weaves a cloth of hunger Conquered by the night On camera no one is getting any younger Death is a dreadful sight Only one more web Only one web to spin you'round Spin my web of fantasy Play this rhythm without missing a beat? A creepy crawler, on a creepy crawling crawl