Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011

Lyrics

By Waterloo, first performed at the Agana, Guam, HHH Halloween Hash, 1994

Spiders in my hair, How fucking frightful, Spiders in my hair, Far from delightful, This humongous bug, Could be poisonous.

Running down my back, It makes my skin crawl, Disappears into my crack, Down by my left ball, Now I’m fucking sick, It’s headed for my dick.

It’s way past time to drop, My pants and leap, Around in crazy dance …

Fuck this jungle shit, Give me some urban, My hair is full of webs, A sticky turban, I may soon be dead, Before this hash is through.

Now I’m back on trail, Then just like always, Without fucking fail, I see the “On Back,” Webs hanging from my face, I turn back in disgrace.

I’ve risked my life for little gain, I’ll have to run the hash again, and Then I see the tracks in jungle clearing, With you crazy fucks, all sweat and beering, You just don’t fucking care, About spiders in my hair.