Got it done on Tuesday In a shop off the high road Flash on the wall Said, "Pick your poison, mate" I chose a spiderweb On my elbow bone Looks like hard labour When I’m sat on the tube Nan said, "That’s daft" Mum just rolled her eyes Boss said, "What’s that then?" I said, "Fashion, love" Now I’m a work of art In a grease-stained coat One tiny prison For a useless bloke Spiderweb, on my elbow Spiderweb, on my elbow Catch me if you can, mate I’m stuck like this now Spiderweb, on my elbow Spiderweb, on my elbow Everybody stares I paid for the laugh It pinched like a bastard While he went around Little black lines Like a pub floor map Took half an hour And three cups of tea Now every time I bend it It looks back at me The foreman laughed loud Said, "That’ll scare the kids" I said, "That’s the plan For a ten-quid lid" Cheap little tragedy On a dirty arm A working-class halo With a bite and a charm Spiderweb, on my elbow Spiderweb, on my elbow Look at this masterpiece Of bad decisions Spiderweb, on my elbow Spiderweb, on my elbow I wear it to the yard Like a split lip grin Oh-oh, it’s fine Oh-oh, it’s mine Oh-oh, laugh away I’ll still be there by nine Spiderweb, on my elbow Spiderweb, on my elbow Caught in the winter rain Caught in the paperwork Spiderweb, on my elbow Spiderweb, on my elbow Best bit of nonsense I ever had inked Yeah, the web’s still there And so am I All bent up And still alive
