Well there's a little spider waitin' at the counter of the spider shop.
he's been waitin' down there.
waitin' half the day.
they never ever see him on the ground.

he gets thumped boo hoo, whacked with a shoe!!!!!
he gets to his eight feet and says (in spider language)

what about the spiders?
it isn't fair
we've had enough now
we want less hair
can't you see?
we want to live!!!!
coz you just squash more spiders than you give!

well theres a kind of pretty spider waitin' at the kind of pretty spider shop
she's been waitin' down there!
hopin' for her dream
her dream is she won't ever get squashed

well she's not too proud
to sing out loud
coz' no one will ever hear her anyway

what about the spiders?
it isn't fair!
the spiders have had enough now
they want less hair!
can't you see?
they want to live!
coz' you just squash more spiders than you give

now im standin near a spider its bitin' me
no spiders have changed
and none have been saved
and im feeling sore and in pain

well i guess im lucky
i dont get stepped on
but sometimes i wish
they would....stop biting my foot!!!!!!!!

ow ow ow ow
it isn't fair
ive been trying to save them
but they dont care!
cant they see?
i want my foot to live

but they just bite more
they just bite more...
they just bite more people than we squash!

ow ow ow ow...
i feel like i slammed my foot against a really hard tree...
so what about me???