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nnyNothing to worry about, happens all the time.
Well, not all the – it’s going to be fine.
The little buggers crawl in and they head for the heat
And the ear canal’s filled with the tromping of feet –
Sounds like an army with boots made of lead
But only because it’s on the inside of your head!
Huh. Just a second, I’ve seen something queer –
A small tear at the edge of the drum of your ear.
And now it’s found somewhere for its eight legs to hide –
Oh god. Oh Jesus Christ. I think it was coming from inside.
Well, not all the – it’s going to be fine.
The little buggers crawl in and they head for the heat
And the ear canal’s filled with the tromping of feet –
Sounds like an army with boots made of lead
But only because it’s on the inside of your head!
Huh. Just a second, I’ve seen something queer –
A small tear at the edge of the drum of your ear.
And now it’s found somewhere for its eight legs to hide –
Oh god. Oh Jesus Christ. I think it was coming from inside.
