I don't think too clearly on matters sincerely   And matters sincerely seem cloudy at best   There's a debate about the mascot for a building in our neighbourhood   And linoleum chickens are growing out west      Which one is larger, the spider or the spaceship   Here's the question of the hour, if you know what I mean   Which one's more intelligent, the spider or the astronaut   And the score left unsettled, it remains to be seen      Let's ponder this question, why did I eat peanuts   So pretty to look at, it might be extreme   That beautiful peanuts were there to be eaten   May somehow not fit in to Nature's great scheme      Which one is larger, the spider or the spaceship   Here's the question of the hour, if you know what I mean   Which one's more intelligent, the spider or the astronaut   And the score left unsettled, it remains to be seen      Mr. Saturday Night is a cowboy in a motorcar   With a head full of answers to criminal schemes   His daddy's in prison and his friends are all fuckers   The car drinks petroleum, Mr. S runs on beans      Which one is larger, the spider or the spaceship   Here's the question of the hour, if you know what I mean   Which one's more intelligent, the spider or the astronaut   In the score left unsettled, it remains to be seen      Which one is larger, the spider or the spaceship   Here's the question of the hour, if you know what I mean   Which one's more powerful, the spider or the astronaut   In the score left unsettled, it remains to be seen.