There's a spider in my room   There's a spider in my room      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 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 waters gettin' high      I 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 tomb      In 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 room      Spider, spider   Spider in my   Spider in my   Spider in my