Return of the Spiders

Well, stop. look, and listen
 There are ants that are gathered here
 With my hands raised to speak
 But you all won't hear
 No, you all won't hear
 We all won't hear
 Let me in your living door
 Let me in, knock knock I said, who's there
 Well, it's me they're reaching in
 And I'm coming after you
 I'm coming after you
 Coming after you
 Well, I'm tired - yes I'm weary from my long journey
 But I'm not yet all ready to rest
 For you can come along with me
 We go searching for rest, yes
 Come on and search with me
 Oh, search with me
 Woah, search with me
 Come on and search with me
 Wo-woah, come on and search with me
 Come on and search with me...