Spin, spin, little spider,
Spin your little web.
A strand here, another here.
Catch that fly, drink its blood.
Spin your web of lies and sorrow,
With each strand is grief and woe.
Spin, spin, little spider,
Spin your little web.
I think by now,
I can tell when you lie.
Don't mock my intelligence by lying to my face,
Thinking I don't know.
Spin, spin, little spider,
Spin your little web.
Your web ruins lives,
More than you know.
A small lie, wrecked my life.
One more strand, and I'll stand on you, little spider.
Spin, spin, little spider,
Spin your little web.
Web getting bigger,
More flys killed.
Drink the happiness away from their bodies and cast aside your new toy.
Say nighty night spider,
Because here comes the rain.
