M-bit Spider

(Verse 1)
He packed up his Chevy, kissed his momma goodbye,
Traded dirt road horizons for a concrete sky.
Heard the big city needed a little bit of help,
So he strapped on his boots and his tool-leather belt.
Rolled into downtown with the windows down low,
Spitting out seeds, ready to put on a show.
Folks stared at his face, "Ain't you wearing a mask?"
He said, "I got nothing to hide, boy, why do you ask?"

(Chorus)
Oh, M-Bit Spider in the neon lights!
Swinging past the skyscrapers, picking up fights.
He’s got the proportional speed of a bug,
Still chuggin' sweet tea from a mason jar mug.
A country avenger in a flannel shirt,
Showing these city slickers a world of hurt!

(Verse 2)
He saw a bank robber making a break for the door,
Thwipped a web on his ankles, dropped him down on the floor.
Said, "Hold your horses, buddy, you ain't going far,"
And he hog-tied the crook to a black police car.
No fancy high-tech, no billionaire toys,
Just good old-fashioned muscle from the country boys.
He climbs up the glass towers with grease on his hands,
Just cleaning up the streets in the city's badlands.

(Bridge)
The taxis are honking, the sirens are loud,
But M-Bit just grins at the hustle and crowd.
The news calls him crazy on the evening TV,
But he tips his camo hat and says, "Hey, that's just me."
When the alleyways get dark and the shadows get mean,
He’s the toughest darn arachnid this town's ever seen.

(Chorus)
Oh, M-Bit Spider in the neon lights!
Swinging past the skyscrapers, picking up fights.
He’s got the proportional speed of a bug,
Still chuggin' sweet tea from a mason jar mug.
A country avenger in a flannel shirt,
Showing these city slickers a world of hurt!

(Outro)
Yeah, he might be a long way from the county line,
But M-Bit Spider is doing just fine.
(Thwip!)
"Y'all have a good night now, ya hear?"

Country-Rock, low southern Vocals, Acoustic Guitar