Attack Of The Spiders It's an eight-leg showdown As they drop down Hot sweat web threat Just above your head It's an all-night black scare Lifelong nightmare Comes true, covers you Thrashing in your bed And now you're half awake But you still shake It's a lights-out deathstrike One touch deathlike Overcome, scared dumb Waiting to be saved In an eight-blade knife fight Ending tonight Bedroom your tomb Sleeping in your grave You could be lying still Still there will be Webs of intrigue intertwined Headless answers you can't find From your ceiling to attack You, the victim, on your back On your back! Although you're half asleep Know you'll be in Webs of intrigue intertwined Headless answers you can't find From your ceiling to attack You, the victim, on your back On your back!