and which is worn I am the worm crawling through your head I am the worm crawling through your head I am the worm crawling through your head I am the worm
which is worn I am the worm crawling through your head I am the worm crawling through your head I am the worm crawling through your head I am the worm
Valentine and the pigtails in the bride I'm the still that carves the toes in your bottle I'm the lynch mob in the dark, I'm the silk worm in your heart
You know everything comes to a standstill Nothin' seems to make a turn Worm must be waitin' for the early bird I guess the early bird's waitin' for the worm
Step inside getting tipsy And turvey Girl your body's bangin' And curvy Smash bodies Demolition Derby Wake up catch the worm little birdie Drink liquor
block, come back with your gat And pow, 'cause anything can happen Feel this composition, it's a brand new dub First thing I did was went to the pub Tequila with worm
Whispering my dreadful names Raising the southern winds I rode to her on griffon's wings Piercing the darkness of her dreams She begged the dark to be my bride
dreadful names Raising the southern winds I rode to her on griffon's wings Piercing the darkness of her dreams She begged the dark to be my bride To
his side "I've got nobody to hug I'm such an ugly bug" Then a spider and a dragon fly replied "If you're serious and want to win a bride Come along
trust except for Sam, the guy from "Quincy"! Although he deserves, he never gets top-billed Only gets the girl if she's been killed Always the bridesmaid, never the bride
battle sounds, Iron gleams in baleful flame, Slaughter shines from misted eyes, Storm-forged blade drink deep. Stench of carnage fires my blood, My bride
breast and replaced it with that unspeakable sanguineous ravening would repay a hundredfold in slaughter and bloodshed for their misdeed... I would hunt them to their worm
, through All and in you All He above All, through All and in you All Free gift came upon all men Shall be saved yet so by fire Grace abounds Worm is
won't be happy Till I annihilate you Like some worm that crawls on the ground Like someone we don't want around You're the unwanted relative at the picnic Like some worm
each quivering form, The curtain, a funeral pall, Comes down with the rush of a storm, ..." Dear worm, are you strong enough? I will defy you Dear worm
everything comes to a standstill Nothing seems to make a turn 'Cause the worm's still waiting for the early bird And the early bird's waiting for the worm
