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Spiderman, Spiderman Does whatever a spider can

Spins a web, any size Catch his seeds, just like flies

Look out, here comes the Spiderman

Is he strong, bliss and blood He's got radioactive blood, can you swing

From a thread, take a look Overhead, hey there, there goes a Spiderman

In the chill of night, at the scene of a crime Like a street of lights, he arrives just in time

Spiderman, Spiderman Friendly neighborhood Spiderman

Welcome fame, he's ignored Action is his reward to him

Life is a great big hang up Wherever there's a hang up

You'll find the Spiderman

On a bright school day in September

Hey Moose, how's about asking some of the girls to come and have a soda with us?

Okay Sal, but one of the girls will have to drop out because there's just two of us and

three of them.

Yeah, Moose, but that's the breaks.

I wonder which of the three girls have the lucky ones.

Hey Sal, they won't go unless we find another cat to come along.

They just won't split up Hey Parker, hold it

So what do you say Parker?

Well I'm sorry fellas, but I have to catch a demonstration of radioactivity over at the

lab.

My professor is expecting me now.

Can you beat that?

A bonafidey true-to-life bookworm.

And that gentleman is a rundown on the equipment.

Now we'll demonstrate how radioactivity is controlled in the lab.

One day I'll get even, bookworm, shockworm, I'll get even.

I'm sorry.

I'll get even, bookworm, shockworm, I'll get even.

I'll get even, bookworm, shockworm, I'll get even, bookworm, shockworm, I'll get even.

Ouch something bit me, oh it's just a spider, why do I feel so strange, so different?

I better go get some fresh air.

I can't shake this feeling, as though my entire body is charged with some sort of fantastic

energy.

Can't just one spider bite do that?

I wonder if the radioactivity in the lab might have had something to do.

Now that's just too far fetched.

Hey look out Mac, this will teach you to watch where you're walking you four eyed power.

I hardly felt it.

Now what's going on?

My reflex action worked so fast I could hardly control it.

And that steel lamp post, I snapped it in two with one punch.

Let's get out of here pal, they can't tell you.

Something's happened to me, I have changed, but how, why?

That car, it doesn't see me, I have to leap aside fast.

What's come over me, am I going mad?

I'm scaling this wall just as easily as I can walk, my fingers alone are adhering, supporting

me, I'm like some sort of giant insect, like a wall calling human spider.

Let's get out of here pal, let's get out of here, let's get out of here, let's get out

of here.

It's either a crazy psychedelic dream, or there's only one other possible answer.

It's the spider, the one that bit me.

Somehow being in the lab during the experiment, he must have become radioactive, and when

his venom reached my blood stream, it affected me, in some strange uncanny way, I've absorbed

the proportion of power and abilities of a living spider.

I've got to test myself, got to learn the full extent of my new found power, perhaps

I can cash in on it in some way, if I could give exhibitions, become a professional stuntman

or some such thing, then I could finally pay Aunt May and Uncle Ben back for the years

they've devoted to me, for raising me after the death of my parents.

Is Peter studying again May?

Yes, Ben, the dear boy is so industrious.

In the frantic days that follow, the ingenious youth creates his web-shooter.

It works like a charm, two presses of the simple doohickey and the sally.

With my new found spider power, I can control it like a sharpshooter, and I'll keep modifying

the fluid until it's just the right consistency, but now I need one thing more, a costume.

If I'm going to get into showbiz, I might as well look the part, and I might as well

call myself Spiderman.

Okay world, better hang on to your hat.

You're about to meet the original web-swinging wonder.

My first stop will be the nearest TV studio.

I've just got to be the answer to Ed Sullivan's prayers.

I'm going to be the answer to Ed Sullivan's prayers.

Now to make a real dramatic entrance.

Stop!

Thief!

Stop, thief!

You in the costume, grab him!

If he makes it to the elevator, he'll get away!

What's with you, mister?

All you had to do was trip him or hold him just for a minute.

That's your problem, not mine.

Sorry, pal.

I'm through being pushed around.

From now on, I look out for number one, and that means me.

Your audition was just great, son.

Now have you been to the same thing in front of the lights and cameras?

You haven't made.

Sir, I'll be the best.

A police car in front of our house?

What could have happened?

What happened?

Praise yourself, son.

I have bad news.

Your Uncle Ben has been shot, murdered.

Uncle Ben?

Dead?

No.

No, it can't be.

It was a burglar who your Uncle surprised, but we'll get him.

He's trapped in the old Acme warehouse at the waterfront.

I've got to go.

I've got to get him.

I know the old Acme warehouse.

It's been deserted for years.

He could hold off an army and that moldy rotting dump, but he won't hold off Spider-Man.

Spider-Man, Spider-Man does whatever a spider can.

He's a well.

Any size.

Can't you see?

Just like five.

Look out.

Here comes Spider-Man.

Is he strong?

Listen, bud.

He's not ready.

He's not ready.

He's not ready.

Listen, bud.

He's got radio active blood.

Can you see?

Come on, Fred.

Take us.

Over.

Hey, there.

There goes a Spider-Man.

In the woods.

In the woods.

In the woods.

In the woods.

In the woods.

In the woods.

In the woods.

In the woods.

In the woods.

In the woods.

In the woods.

In the woods.

In the woods.

In the woods.

In the woods.

The warehouse is at the other side of town, but I'll be there in no time.

Spider-Man.

Spider-Man.

Spider-Man.

Spider-Man.

My misery!

There it is, just ahead.

My misery!

Who's on the wall?

Who's that? You'll find out soon enough.

What?

A guy who walks on walls

and shoots a web like a spider?

Let me out of here!

There's no place on the wall.

There's no place on Earth you can run to escape me.

This is for the man you killed.

That face, it...

Oh no, it can't be.

But it is.

The fugitive who ran past me the other day.

The one I didn't stop when I had the chance.

If I only had tackled him when I had the chance.

But I didn't, so he escaped and now Uncle Ben is dead.

Yes, Uncle Ben is dead and in a sense it's really I who killed him.

Because I didn't realize in time

that with great power there must also always be great responsibility.

But I know it now.

And so long as I live, Spider-Man will never shirk his duty again.

Robbers, killers, beware.

Spider-Man is here.

Thus, a legend is born.

As a new name is added to the roster of those who make the world of fantasy

the most exciting realm of all.

Spider-Man, Spider-Man, does whatever a spider can.

He spins a web any size, catch his feet just like flies, look out.

Here comes the Spider-Man.

Is he strong? Listen, Doug.

He's got radio, active blood.

Can you swing from a thread?

Take a look, overhead.

Hey there, there goes the Spider-Man.

In the chill of night at the scene of a crime

like a street of lights, he arrives just in time.

Spider-Man, Spider-Man, friendly neighborhood Spider-Man.

Welcome fame, he's ignored.

Action is his reward to him.

Life is a great big hang up.

Wherever there's a hang up, you'll find a Spider-Man.