Flyboy and a Spiderbaby
Sitting on the edge of a web
Talking about Seven Deadly Spins
And the night ahead

You can spin, you can spin
You can spin, you can spin
Again and again and again and again
You can spin and again

Seven Deadly Spinners all went one day
Working on the graveyard shift to wash their spins away
Got caught up in the chaos, caught up in the mesh
Couldn't wash the stains away from the party dress

You can spin, you can spin
You can spin, you can spin
Again and again and again and again
You can spin and again

You hot mess I can't wash you out
Because some stains don't come clean…