The Night Spider Earned His Colours

Well don't you know I'm number one in this town but I don't mind

When the girls like another guy's style

But the word was on the street from the Rebel's Rock insiders

There's a new kid hanging around and he calls himself the Spider

And the girl's know DeNiro is a tolerant man

To all the local gangs I know I like to lend a helping hand

But things were getting kind of crazy and the only choice I saw

Was for a drag-race at the point, we've got to lay down the law

Well the moon was shining high above Rebel Point that night

As Spider's Chevy slowly topped the hill

He stepped out on the kerb and leaned real casual on the hood

Said, "These guys been hanging 'round, look like they're up to no good"

He seemed the kind of cat who likes to play it straight

So I took him at his word and said, "Let's get on with the race"

We jumped behind the wheels and dropped the lights down low

Then the Giant dropped the flag and shouted "1-2-3-Go!"

The race was neck and neck until the final curve

We saw some Vipers on the line, I guess we both had to swerve

We took a head-count, we were looking at a ten-versus-two

Spider shrugged it off, he dug it, man, he knew what to do

In three seconds flat he'd put old Jimmy on the floor

The Vipers backing off, they were not liking what they saw

I lit a smoke, I shook his hand, said, "Kid, I guess you're alright

I wonder, son, you wanna cruise with the Zatopeks tonight?"