Spider In My Room

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