Spider In My Room

There's a spider in my room

There's a spider in my roomThen 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 swimI don't like spiders and snakes

The way they crawl, the way they shake

If spider gets killed how does that make it rain

How could I be the one to blameA 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 eatIn the corner beside my bed

Very busy spinning thread

Eight legs and a little head

I hear the thunder from outside

And the waters gettin' highI don't like moths and bugs

They buzz, they get in the rugs

But where's a guy find some room

In a life raft home, a little rubber tombIn the corner beside my bed

Very busy spinning thread

Eight legs and a little head

There's a spider in my room

There's a spider in my roomSpider, spider

Spider in my

Spider in my

Spider in my