Conrad Widespread Panic

Conrad the Caterpillar thought he was really killer
Spent all his days eatin' leaves in the shade
And 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
Got a thousand little legs that don't get me too far in a day
I'm leaving, looks like I can't stay."

That little pillar he found him a willow
Spun in with a craftsmans weave
Wound so tightly to protect him from the light
And all shapes of water that drop from the leaves
Conrad the Caterpillar knew he would be a chiller
And he wound it tighter some more
Wound it so wide and the ends of his legs got sore

He said, "No, now I can't feel my feet
Just when I thought it was time to take a stroll on down the street
I'm leaving, looks like I can't leave
What do you know?
What's all this moving around with inside me?