i'm a bug

I'm a bug

Oh, I'm so very small

Little bug

Takin' so long to crawl

To where I'm going

Where'm I going?

In your home

Oh, it's so very warm

All alone

So I'll go get my swarm

And we'll get growing

Yeah, we'll get growing

In the walls, in the closet

In the halls, oviposit

In the stairs, in the attic

Everywhere, systematic

Kitchen tiles, table legs and laundry piles

Laying eggs, we're in your hair

In your mattress, everywhere

Systematic, in the fridge

On the ceiling, what's that itch?

Tiny feelings, in your clothes

In your bed sheets, everywhere

Your house belongs to the bugs

And there's nothing you can do

(Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs)

You're merely food for the bugs (Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs)

Yeah, we're gonna feed on you (Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs)

(Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs)

One day, you'll go to the bugs (Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs)

And there's nothing you can do (Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs)

(Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs)

You're merely food for the bugs (Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs)

Yeah, we're gonna feed on you (Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs)

(Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs)

Your house belongs to the bugs (Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs)

And there's nothing you can do (Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs)

(Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs)

(Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs)

(Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs)