There's A Spider In My Room
There's A Spider In My Room

And Then A Voice Above My Head
Said If That Spider Were Made Dead
I'd Better Grow Some Fins 'cause
It Would Make It Easier To Swim

I Don't Like Spiders And Snakes
The Way They Crawl, The Way They Shake
If A Spider Gets Killed How Does That Make It Rain
How Could I Be The One To Blame

A Whisper Drizzled Down From The Ice In Its Eyes
It Said, "Try Pickin' On Your Own Damn Size,"
But The Hoover Was Quick, Termination Complete
In Its Bedroom Home Got A Chance To Eat.

In The Corner Beside My Bed
Very Busy Spinning Thread
Eight Legs And A Little Head

I Hear The Thunder From Outside
And The Water's Gettin' High

I Don't Like Moths And Bugs
They Buzz, They Get In The Rugs
But Where Does A Guy Find Some Room
In This Life Raft Home, A Little Rubber Tomb

There's A Spider In My Room
There's A Spider In My Room