The Spider
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Do you side with the spider?
Or do you side with the fly
Are you a constant creator?
Or is that for perhaps some other time
Is it nurture or nature holding sway?
Do you side with a master of industry?
Or a child of play
Are you at one with the spider?
Or having fun with the fly
Or for you is it neither?
As there's a case for either side
But if you're caught in the middle
Are you left for dead?
With no rhyme to the riddle
Just a part of the web

So do you side with the spider?
Or do you side with the fly?
Are you a lover or a fighter?
Come what may, do or die
'Cos if we're all survivors
Does it matter anyway?
If we hang with the spiders
Or just fly away

And if we're pressed to decide
Could interdependence be the decider?




As such, the spider needs the fly
But just how much does that fly need that spider?

Overall Meaning

In Bill's song "The Spider," he poses a series of thought-provoking questions about our individual allegiances and the nature of our choices in life. The first stanza deals with the dilemma of choosing between the powerful spider, representing dominance and control, and the vulnerable fly, symbolizing freedom and innocence. He questions whether we align ourselves with those who exert power or with those who embrace a more carefree and playful approach to life.


Bill then delves into the concept of nature versus nurture, wondering whether our upbringing and environment shape our beliefs and values. He questions whether we support the captains of industry, representing those who focus on productivity and success, or whether we align ourselves with the spirit of childlike wonder and creativity.


The second stanza poses a more existential question, asking if we are in harmony with the spider or if we choose to have fun and challenge the established order represented by the fly. Bill suggests that there is a case for either side, and being caught in the middle may leave us feeling lost and abandoned. This metaphorical web represents the complexities of life, where we sometimes find ourselves entangled in opposing forces with no clear solution.


Moving forward, Bill wonders if we can ultimately choose a side between the spider and the fly. He asks whether we are fundamentally lovers or fighters, and challenges the notion of whether it truly matters in the grand scheme of things. As survivors in this world, he questions whether it's important if we align ourselves with the powerful or if we choose to break free and fly away.


The final question Bill poses is about interdependence and the delicate balance between the spider and the fly. He suggests that the spider needs the fly, but questions just how much the fly needs the spider. This raises the idea that perhaps our interconnectedness in life is what ultimately determines our choices.


Overall, "The Spider" invites the listener to reflect on their personal affiliations and the underlying forces that shape their decisions – a deep exploration of the ambiguity and complexity of human nature.


Line by Line Meaning

Do you side with the spider?
Do you support the predator?


Or do you side with the fly
Or do you sympathize with the prey?


Are you a constant creator?
Are you someone who always generates new ideas or things?


Or is that for perhaps some other time
Or maybe you are not in the mood for creativity right now


Is it nurture or nature holding sway?
Is it the environment or genetics that have a greater influence?


Do you side with a master of industry?
Do you support and admire successful business leaders?


Or a child of play
Or do you prefer a carefree and playful attitude


Are you at one with the spider?
Do you feel connected or in harmony with the predator?


Or having fun with the fly
Or do you prefer the thrill of being the one having fun and escaping danger


Or for you is it neither?
Or perhaps both options don't really appeal to you


As there's a case for either side
As there are valid arguments for both choices


But if you're caught in the middle
But if you find yourself undecided or in a difficult situation


Are you left for dead?
Are you abandoned or overlooked?


With no rhyme to the riddle
Without any clear solution or answer


Just a part of the web
Just trapped in a complex situation


So do you side with the spider?
So which side do you choose, the predator or the prey?


Or do you side with the fly?
Or do you align yourself with the prey?


Are you a lover or a fighter?
Are you someone who prefers love and peace or conflict and struggle?


Come what may, do or die
No matter what happens, are you willing to take risks?


'Cause if we're all survivors
Because if we all manage to survive


Does it matter anyway?
Does it really matter which side we choose?


If we hang with the spiders
If we spend time with the predators


Or just fly away
Or if we choose to escape and avoid danger


And if we're pressed to decide
And if we are forced to make a choice


Could interdependence be the decider?
Could the reliance and mutual influence between predator and prey be the determining factor?


As such, the spider needs the fly
Therefore, the spider relies on the fly as a source of food


But just how much does that fly need that spider?
However, to what extent does the fly depend on the spider?




Lyrics Β© O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Bill Beare

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Lyrics:

I am a Spider, hi, how are you?
Four pairs of walking boots, I'm Anansi Sinatra
Sitting peacefully, content with mingling
Until the evening, when my evil senses get to tingling
But isn't it a great time, chilling in the daytime?
Until the night arrives, and then it's playtime

I'll wear four air force pairs, at the same time
Connect you to my web, before giving you some face time
Many a brave knight, gave a brave fight
Until I made a dinner plate of his grave site
In the daytime I'm a web designer
Then when the night time arrives, I get kind of wild

I'm crawling up your wall
Black and hairy, very small
Now I'm up above your head
Hanging by a little thread
Creepy, crawly, creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
(Bull is the Spider)

Look, I'm a Giant Ungoliant, a Shelob, an Aragog
An Arukenimon, and I wreck anyone I can, I'm Pog
A self-propelling hairy hand with eight fingers
Wrapped around a pair of scary fangs, ornate pincers
Wait a moment, I must finish up a few things
Wrap up a customer, pick up a couple loose strings

Circadian mood swings change the way I do things
I could lose a few limbs, and just be like, "Oof, cringe"
Went in to the dentist, and I said to them, "My tooth stings"
They didn't find the double entendre, too amusing

And I may not be tall, but when I'm climbing up the walls
Right behind you, you'll be frightened
While you're trying not to fall
Right down into the dungeon, find yourself in a conundrum
Right in time 'cause I'm inviting you to help me out with luncheon

I'm climbing up your spout
(Creepy, crawly)
That rain won't wash me out
(Creepy, crawly)
I'm climbing up your spout
(Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly)
(Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly)
Your mates won't hear you shout
(Bull is the Spider)

I'm a brain on legs, animated in my element
And when I'm spitting Venom it's as if I'm Eminem
Picking up the pen again, and dip it in the poison
Liquify your innards, turn your organs into Hoi Sin
So bring your boys in, tell them this'll hurt
With the main course finished, then I'll have them for dessert

Inciting paranoia with a side of violent nausea
Call me Dali or Bunuel, while I'm about to slice your cornea
A primordial killer, debilitating prey
With serrated razor blades dipped in danger mayonnaise
I'll eat you in my own home like a takeaway
So just let the venom penetrate your brain like theta waves
It needn't have to happen in a painful way
So lay awake, breathe, count down from ten, and then fade away

I'm crawling up your wall
(Creepy, crawly)
Black and hairy, very small
(Creepy, crawly)
Now I'm up above your head
(Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly)
(Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly)
Hanging by a little thread
(Bull is the Spider)

Well, hello again, friend, I'm a Skeleton
Hopping on your back like Aladdin on an Elephant
Accessorising Spiders like a bonewhite petticoat
But we know I'm only here to maximise the SEO
We're just some friendly bros, but to you we're deadly foes
Dropping every flow like a heavy load wherever we go

So let's go, Skeleton, my exoskeleton
Is ready to propel us to the next little fellow
That we find in the mine
Digging Redstone Diamonds
We'll kindly provide him a nice little headstone
Inscribed with the line, "Was alive, now he's dead", LOL

I'm climbing up your spout
That rain won't wash me out
I'm climbing up your spout
Your mates won't hear you shout
Creepy, crawly, creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
(Bull is the Spider)



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@blumstein3468

"In the daytime I'm a web designer"

Dan Bull lyrics do be hitting hard tho, specially the later parts. Kudos as always!

@celoranta

I Know I'm a web designer 😁😁😁😁😁

@bananapower5619

I love how subtle that part is lol

@FireFiend

Reading this I just realized the play on words 🀣🀣🀣

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