Story Behind The Song

This is an idea that came to me shortly after the first Gulf war. From the view of the rest of the world it must seem kinda scary that there are fewer and fewer super powers now to keep each other in check.

Song Description

A conversation between a super power and a third world country.

Lyrics

A big wooly spider with long wooly legs
Sat down beside me and started to beg
Perhaps kind sir iff?n you would
You?d answer this question iff?n you could
Where might my future lie
Where might my future lie

I looked at him and I thought a bit
That big wooly question I thought of it
The kind of a question to dance around
So I put on my face my best dancin? frown
The future lies ahead of you
Your future lies ahead of you

He gave me a look while he studied my tan
A look as only a spider can
I?m not surprised that the best you can do
Not surprised by the likes of you
The future?s looking dark and grim
The future?s looking dark and grim

What may I ask of your eight-leggedness
Would you like me to say to your concerning this
You come and you sit and you ask me to ponder
If a world of crap or a world of wonder
Is held in the future?s eye
Is held in the future?s eye

Yes dear boy that?s what I want you to do
Ponder and wonder and think it through


What are you saying you arrogant bug
Do I appear and irresponsible thug
I know what I?ve got and I know where its going
The seeds of disaster I?m not the one sowing
The future?s safely in my grasp
The future?s safely in my grasp

If it were only you who held the keys
I?d not be sick or have eight weak knees
But how do you stop some belligerent fool
From forging a weapon from an iron tool
The future is no game you see
The future is no game you see.

A game is exactly what the future be
A game like chess between the rest and me
And all of the others have nearly been mated
Those once strong have had that strength prorated
The future?s in the turn of a key
The future?s in the turn of a key

A big hungry man a hungry look in his eye
Stood up beside me as I prepared to die
Per haps little spider iff?n you would
You?d answer this question iff?n you could
Where might your future lie
Where might your future lie.