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]