You're so nice, you tie me in a web and cradle me till dawn. You're so deadly that I can see your breath beneath me when you're gone. You're so windy, I'd like to pin you down and tack you to the wall. Spiderman [x2] Spider Sunday, you blaze up from the South with oil on your hands. I'm streaked in grease and grime, and idle mouths, you spoiled all my plans. Spiderman [x2] I can't take more of that. [x4] Tiny truck stop, you lay me in a towel, and savour me like a lamb. You smell of corduroy and lemon drops, and reds pulled from a can I dream in black and white I've long forgot exactly who I am. A spiderman. Spiderman. Oh, man. Spiderman [x3]
