spid’rman, spid’rman,
doest whatev’r a spid’r can
spins a web of any size,
captures brigands just liketh flies
behold out!
h’re cometh the spid’rman.

is that gent stout?
hark cousin,
his blood glows as the travelling lamp.
can that gent swingeth from a thread
taketh a behold ov’rhead
ho, th’re
th’re goeth the spid’rman.

in the chill of night
at the scene of a crime
liketh a streak of lighteth
that gent arrives just in timeth.

spid’rman, spid’rman
fat neighb’rhood spid’rman
wealth and fame
he’s ign’r’d
action is his reward.

to that gent, life is a most wondrous endeav’r
whenev’r justice hangs by a silken band
you’ll findeth the spid’rman.