Originally recorded by Logan Whitehurst and the Junior Science club, this song was one of the first that got me interested in sharing my music online when I discovered it in the bygone days of MP3.com Logan passed away in 2006 after a long battle with cancer.
vocals, and arrangement by Ian Michalski.
Lyrics
When they find Big Ed's body at the bottom of the creek
I don't want to be in town
When they come to question all the people on my street
I don't want to be around
They will search for me
They will want to see if I knew Big Ed
When they find Big Ed's body at the bottom of the creek
My fingers will turn to stone
My eyes will perspire and my telephone will ring
And spiders will crawl down my bones
They will come for me
They will find me with my hands on my head
When they find Big Ed's body at the bottom of the creek
They'll follow him down the road
His teeth will be perfect as a porcelain display
And no one but I will know
I will go to sleep
And if I am lucky they'll find me soon