Czar Chasm

I've got no fingers anymore he took them all from me
 He hid them in his room between the lap and the T.V.
 Do you have some glue?
 Maybe some acrylic paint
 I've found them again and I intend to stick them back on
 He doesn't want me to have anything to do when he's away
 What's there to do when you're lonely?
 There's a spider in my attic
 She has to crochet all day
 He can't get to her in her maze of spokes
 She somehow keeps him away
 But he's got to me like black magic
 I can't keep him at bay
 He's just like that I guess in some way
 I've got a suitcase of colors and fifteen bottles of rainbow ink
 33 paintbrushes and five pens
 And a little bird outside my window
 She keeps me entertained
 You could come over if you like and you promise to behave
 You could meet the spider and we'll have some tea
 I promise they won't lock the doors on you
 And if they do you can climb out the window
 Say hello to the bird for me