The Centipede multiplies and divides,
And comes after you from every side;
Faster and faster, row by row,
He slides through the rocks to get you from below!
Chorus:
Oh, Centipede, you can't run away;
You can't run away.
Spoken:
You can't run.
You can't hide.
I'm coming to get you.
Here I come!
The centipede twists and bends;
The spiders are his only friends.
If you can get them before they get you,
They go back to the top, and they start on rack two.
Chorus
Spoken:
You can't get away little Centipede.
I'm right behind you.
Don't try hiding behind the mushrooms.
I see you!
Guitar solo
Chorus
Spoken:
The spiders can't help you now.
I'm gonna get'cha!
Go ahead and run your little legs off.
Do ya' have Nikes for all of 'em?
The Centipede multiplies and divides,
And comes after you from every side;
Faster and faster, row by row,
He slides through the rocks to get you from below!
Chorus
Spoken:
I understand now.
You wanna play hide and seek don'cha?
I'll play with you.
Come out, come out where ever you are!
Chorus
Spoken:
Come here little Centipede.
I'm gonna chase you down now.
You can't fool me by changing colors.
Here I come.