There's a city draped in net, fisherman net   And in the half light, in the half light   It looks like every tower is covered in webs   Moving and glistenin' and rockin' it's babies in rhythm   As the spider of time is climbin' over the ruins      There were hundreds of people livin' here   Sails at the windows and the planes came crashin' down   And many a pilot drowned and the speed boats flyin' above   Put your hand over the side of the boat and what do you feel?      My mother and her little brown jug, it held her milk   And now it holds our memories, I can hear her singin'   ?Little brown jug, don't I love thee, little brown jug don't I love thee   Ho ho ho, hee hee hee, little brown jug, don't I love thee   Little brown jug, don't I love thee"      I hear her laughin', she is standin' in the kitchen   As we come in the back door, see it fall, see it fall   Oh, little spider climbin' out of a broken jug      And the pieces will lay there a while in a house draped in net   In a room filled with coral, sails at the window, forests of masts   Put your hand over the side of the boat, put your hand   Over the side of the boat and what do you feel?