Lyrics
Appears on:
Gross Out
Marc Riley - Vocals, Organ
Pete Keogh - Bass Guitar
Paul Fletcher - Guitar
Eddie Fenn - Drums
They've all got this phobia
It makes them shiver and squeak
My pet tarantula caught it crawling round their feet
Now they all sleep well
They think there's something in their bed
Me and Colin ... in their head
Freaky sleeper
Fred wasn't under the bed
Freaky sleeper
I call him baldy in bed
Freaky sleeper
Fred wasn't under the bed
Freaky sleeper
I call him baldy in bed
Freaky creepers
Freaky creepers
Freaky creepers
Freaky creepers
Me and Colin we're read them into Freudian things
Freaky creepers
They make me want to get up and sing
Well I say no, no, it's not a Freudian thing
I guess, I guess it's just one of those things
Things
Freaky creepers
Freaky creepers
Guess I'm just a freaky sleeper
Freaky creepers
Freaky creepers
Guess I'm just a freaky sleeper
Freaky sleeper
Freaky creepers
Freaky creepers
Freaky creepers
Freaky creepers
Dreaming of snakes
Think I've got the creepy-crawly blues
There ain't no room for disgust
They rock hard in their snake-skin shoes
Just freaky sleepers
Fred wasn't under the bed
As all goldy and red
Freaky sleepers
Fred wasn't under the bed
As all goldy and red
Freaky sleepers
Freaky creepers
Freaky sleepers
Freaky creepers
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