Lyrics containing the term: worm — Page #2 (2025)

Shine little glow-worm, glimmer, glimmerShine little glow-worm, shimmer, shimmerLead us lest too far we wanderLove's sweet voice is callin' yonderShine little glow-worm, glimmer, glimmerHey, there don't get dimmer, dimmerLight the path below, aboveAnd lead us on to loveGlow little glow-worm, fly of fireGlow like an incandescent wireGlow for the female of the speciesTurn on the AC and the DCThis night could use a little brightnin'Light up you little ol' bug of lightnin'When you gotta glow, you gotta glowGlow little glow-worm, glowGlow little glow-worm, glow and glimmerSwim through the sea of night, little swimmerThou aeronautical boll weevilIlluminate yon woods primevalSee how the shadows deep and darkenYou and your chick should get to sparkin'I got a gal that I love soGlow little glow-worm, glowGlow little glow-worm, turn the key onYou are equipped with taillight neonYou got a cute vest-pocket *Mazda*Which you can make both slow and fasterI don't know who you took the shine toOr who you're out to make a sign toI got a gal that I love soGlow little glow-worm, glow [Repeat: x4]

Ah, the itchy flakes, it is inflamingTo the gels and creams, it is pertainingTo a fungus mold is my injectionHope it's only a, a yeast infectionOnly hurts when IHurts when I peeOh well, it hurts when IHurts when I singNow I vomit cum and diarrheaOn the tile floor like oatmeal pizzaWith a toilet bowl full of a cloudy pusI feel my blood becoming chowder rustOnly hurts when IHurts when I peeOh well, it hurts when IHurts when I singRoll into my bed, which does consist ofLice, bugs, and fleas, and yellow mucusStained dirt Vaseline, toe jam and boogerStomach acid worms that dance in sugared sludge

Worm

Two and two are fourFour and four are eightEight and eight are sixteenSixteen and sixteen are thirty-twoInch worm, inch wormMeasuring the marigoldsYou and your arithmeticYou'll probably go farInch worm, inch wormMeasuring the marigoldsSeems to me you'd stop and seeHow beautiful they areInch worm, inch wormMeasuring the marigoldsYou and your arithmeticYou'll probably go farInch worm, inch wormMeasuring the marigoldsSeems to me you'd stop and seeHow beautiful they areTwo and two are fourFour and four are eight(Eight and eight are sixteen)Seems to me you'd stop and see(Sixteen and sixteen are thirty-two)How beautiful they areSeems to me you'd stop and seeHow beautiful they are

One shot, two shot, three, Tequila floorCowboy bouncers 'bout to bowl me out the doorJose got me stumblin', mumblin' like a foolThat worms got a kick like a Tennessee muleWake up in the mornin', hurtin' head, skinned kneesAin't no doubt about what's puttin' a whoopin' on me[Chorus]Tequila goes down easy, Lord, it sneak up on me fastTequila, great big buzz in a little bitty glassTequilaGlass, salt, straight up, chilled lemon, limeBlue on the rocks, frozen margarita timeMexicali, Blue Agave, fire in a bottleToo much Cabo Wabo, do the Cucharacha wobbleYou think by now a drinkin' man would learnYou don't go toe to toe with that little bitty worm[Chorus: x2]I said, Tequila goes down easy, Lord, it sneak up on me fastTequila, great big buzz in a little bitty glassTequila

Worm

Rust in the mountainsRust in the brainThe air is sacred hereIn spite of your claimUp on the roof topsOut of reachTrickster is meaninglessTrickster is weakHe's talking out the worldTalking out the world HeyHeyHeyThis is only halfwayHeyHeyHeyThis is only halfwayI wanted you so bad And I couldn't sayAll things fall apartWe wanted out so bad We couldn't sayThese things fall apartWe're talking out the worldTalking out the worldHeyHeyHeyThis is only halfwayHeyHeyHeyThis is only halfwayTruant kids a can of brick dust wormsWho do not want to climb down fromTheir chestnut treeLong white glovesPolice tread carefullyEscaped from the zooThe perfect child facsimileIt's talking out the worldTalking out the world

Turn and turn againTurn and turn againI shakeAnd stare at the sun'Til my eyes burnI shakeAt the mothers brutal verminI shakeAnd stare at the watery moonWith the same desireAs the sober PhilistineAnd I shakeTurn and turn againWorm, the pain and bladeTurn and turn againThe screwIs a tightening atrocityI shakeFor the reeking fleshIs as romantic as hellThe needTo have seen it allThe Voyeur of Utter DestructionAs beautyAnd I shakeWorm, the pain and bladeTurn and turn againI shakeTurn and turn againI shakeI shake I shake Research has piercedAll extremes of my sexCall it a dayCall it a dayNeedle point lifeBlinds the will to be nextCall it a day Call it a dayResearch has piercedAll extremes of my sexCall it a dayCall it a dayNeedle point lifeBlinds the will to be nextCall it a day Call it a dayCall it a day Call it a dayCall it a day Call it a dayCall it a day Call it a dayCall it a day Call it a dayCall it a day Call it a dayCall it a day Call it a dayCall it a day Call it todayCall it todayTodayTodayTodayTodayTodayTodayTodayTodayTodayTodayTodayTodayTodayToday

Rust in the mountainsRust in the brainThe air is sacred hereIn spite of your claimUp on the roof topsOut of reachTrickster is meaninglessTrickster is weakHe's talking out the worldTalking out the world HeyHeyHeyThis is only halfwayHeyHeyHeyThis is only halfwayI wanted you so bad And I couldn't sayAll things fall apartWe wanted out so bad We couldn't sayThese things fall apartWe're talking out the worldTalking out the worldHeyHeyHeyThis is only halfwayHeyHeyHeyThis is only halfwayTruant kids a can of brick dust wormsWho do not want to climb down fromTheir chestnut treeLong white glovesPolice tread carefullyEscaped from the zooThe perfect child facsimileIt's talking out the worldTalking out the world

Turn and turn againTurn and turn againI shakeAnd stare at the sun'Til my eyes burnI shakeAt the mothers brutal verminI shakeAnd stare at the watery moonWith the same desireAs the sober PhilistineAnd I shakeTurn and turn againWorm, the pain and bladeTurn and turn againThe screwIs a tightening atrocityI shakeFor the reeking fleshIs as romantic as hellThe needTo have seen it allThe Voyeur of Utter DestructionAs beautyAnd I shakeWorm, the pain and bladeTurn and turn againI shakeTurn and turn againI shakeI shake I shake Research has piercedAll extremes of my sexCall it a dayCall it a dayNeedle point lifeBlinds the will to be nextCall it a day Call it a dayResearch has piercedAll extremes of my sexCall it a dayCall it a dayNeedle point lifeBlinds the will to be nextCall it a day Call it a dayCall it a day Call it a dayCall it a day Call it a dayCall it a day Call it a dayCall it a day Call it a dayCall it a day Call it a dayCall it a day Call it a dayCall it a day Call it todayCall it todayTodayTodayTodayTodayTodayTodayTodayTodayTodayTodayTodayTodayTodayToday

They're walking around the bedOn their headClippety cloppetyArrayed in braidPink elephants on paradeWhat'll I doWhat'll I doWhat an unusual viewI can stand the sight of wormsAnd look at microscopic germsBut technicolor pachyderms is really too much for meI am not the type to faintWhen things are odd or things are quaintBut seeing things you know that ain'tCan certainly give you an awful frightWhat a sight!

Rust in the mountainsRust in the brainThe air is sacred hereIn spite of your claimUp on the the rooftopsOut of reachTrickster is meaninglessTrickster is weakHe's talking out the worldTalking out the worldHey, hey, hey, this is only halfwayHey, hey, hey, this is only halfwayI wanted you so badThat I couldn't sayThese things fall apartWe wanted out so badThat we couldn't sayAll things fall apartWe're talking out the worldTalking out the worldHey, hey, hey, this is only halfwayHey, hey, hey, this is only halfwayTruant kidsA can of brick dust wormsWho do not want to climb down fromTheir chestnut treeLong white glovesPolice check carefullyEscaped from the zooThe perfect child facsimile isTalking out the worldTalking out the worldHey, hey, heyHey, hey, hey

Piper, piper the red, red worm,Awoke last night to the sound of the storm,The words are the words I sailed upon.

Well, gonna write a little letterGonna mail it to my local DJIt's a rockin' little recordI want my jockey to playRoll over BeethovenGotta hear it again todayYou know my temperature's risin'And the jukebox's blows a fuseMy heart's beatin' rhythmAnd my soul keeps singing the bluesRoll over BeethovenAnd tell Tchaikovsky the newsI got a rockin' pneumoniaI need a shot of rhythm and blues (woo)I think I got it off the writerSittin' down by the rhythm revueRoll over BeethovenWe're rockin' in two by twoWell, if you feel it and like itWell, get your lover and reel and rock itRoll it over and move on up justTriffle further and reel and rock itRoll it over, roll over BeethovenRockin' in two by two (woo)Well early in the morning, I'm a giving you the warningDon't you step on my blue suede shoesHey diddle diddle, I'll play my fiddleAin't got nothing to loseRoll over BeethovenAnd tell Tchaikovsky the newsYou know she winks like a glow wormDance like a spinning topShe's got a crazy partnerOughta see them reel and rockLong as she's got a dimeThe music will never stopRoll over BeethovenRoll over BeethovenRoll over BeethovenRoll over BeethovenRoll over BeethovenDig to these rhythm and blues

Shine little glow-worm, glimmer, glimmerShine little glow-worm, glimmer, glimmerLead us lest too far we wanderLove's sweet voice is calling yonderShine little glow-worm, glimmer, glimmerHey, there don't get dimmer, dimmerLight the path below, aboveAnd lead us on to love!

Each time I make my mother cry An angel dies and falls from heaven When the boy is still a worm it's hard to Learn the number seven But when they get to you It's the first thing that they do Each time I look outside My mother dies I feel my back is changing shape When the worm consumes the boy it's never Considered rape When they get to you Prick your finger it is doneThe moon has now eclipsed the sunThe angel has spread its wingsThe time has come for bitter things

Well, gonna write a little letterGonna mail it to my local DJIt's a rockin' little recordI want my jockey to playRoll over BeethovenGotta hear it again todayYou know my temperature's risin'And the jukebox's blows a fuseMy heart's beatin' rhythmAnd my soul keeps singing the bluesRoll over BeethovenAnd tell Tchaikovsky the newsI got a rockin' pneumoniaI need a shot of rhythm and blues (ooh)I think I got it off the writerSittin' down by the rhythm revueRoll over BeethovenWe're rockin' in two by twoWell, if you feel it and like itWell, get your lover and reel and rock itRoll it over and move on upJust triffle further and reel and rock itRoll it overRoll over BeethovenRockin' in two by two (ooh)Well, early in the mornin'I'm a-givin' you the warnin'Don't you step on my blue suede shoesHey diddle diddleI'll play my fiddleAin't got nothing to loseRoll over BeethovenAnd tell Tchaikovsky the newsYou know she winks like a glow wormDance like a spinnin' topShe's got a crazy partnerOughta see 'em reel and rockLong as she's got a dimeThe music will never stopRoll over BeethovenRoll over BeethovenRoll over BeethovenRoll over BeethovenRoll over BeethovenDig these rhythm and blues

Open your heart, I'm coming homeBut it was only fantasyThe wall was too highAs you can seeNo matter how he triedHe could not break freeAnd the worms ate into his brainHey you, out there on the roadAlways doing what you're toldCan you help me?

Well, gonna write a little letterGonna mail it to my local DJIt's a rockin' little recordI want my jockey to playRoll over BeethovenGotta hear it again todayYou know my temperature's risin'And the jukebox's blows a fuseMy heart's beatin' rhythmAnd my soul keeps singing the bluesRoll over BeethovenAnd tell Tchaikovsky the newsI got a rockin' pneumoniaI need a shot of rhythm and blues (woo)I think I got it off the writerSittin' down by the rhythm revueRoll over BeethovenWe're rockin' in two by twoWell, if you feel it and like itWell, get your lover and reel and rock itRoll it over and move on up justTriffle further and reel and rock itRoll it over, roll over BeethovenRockin' in two by two (woo)Well early in the morning, I'm a giving you the warningDon't you step on my blue suede shoesHey diddle diddle, I'll play my fiddleAin't got nothing to loseRoll over BeethovenAnd tell Tchaikovsky the newsYou know she winks like a glow wormDance like a spinning topShe's got a crazy partnerOughta see them reel and rockLong as she's got a dimeThe music will never stopRoll over BeethovenRoll over BeethovenRoll over BeethovenRoll over BeethovenRoll over BeethovenDig to these rhythm and blues

Drift all you like from ocean to oceanSearch the whole worldBut drunken confessions and hijacked affairsWill just make you more aloneIf you come home I'll bake you a cakeMade of all their eyesI wish you could see me dressed for the killYou’re my man of war you're my man of warYeah, the worms will come for you, big bootsYeah, yeah, yeahSo unplug the phones, stop all the tapsIt all comes flooding backTo poison clouds and poisoned dwarvesYou're my man of war you’re my man of warYeah, the worms will come for you, big bootsYeah, the worms will come for you, big bootsFor you, big boots

Drift all you like from ocean to oceanSearch the whole worldBut drunken confessions and hijacked affairsWill just make you more aloneIf you come home I’ll bake you a cakeMade of all their eyesI wish you could see me dressed for the killKillYou’re my man of war you’re my man of warYeah, the worms will eat you whole, big bootsSo unplug the phones, stop all the tapsIt all comes flooding backTo poison clouds and poisoned dwarvesYou’re my man of war you’re my man of warYeah, the worms will come for you, big bootsYeah, the worms will come for you, big bootsFor you, big boots

What'll I doWhat an unusual view!I could stand the sight of wormsAnd look at microscopic germsBut technicolor pachydermsIs really much for meI am not the type to faintWhen things are odd or things are quaintBut seeing things you know that ain'tCan certainly give you an awful frightWhat a sightChase 'em awayChase 'em awayI'm afraid need your aidPink elephants on paradePink elephantsPink elephantsPink elephants

And if a nigga would thenMy team going campin'Yeah we heat 'em up, then we burn the loudGot these niggas hatin' but IBet my momma proud fuck 'emCreepin' through the blockI'm looking for my manNiggas wanna do me, they heard I'm the manNiggas selling workThat's for them benefit'sEarly worm, I'm talking shrimp and grit'sCreepin' through the blockI'm looking for my manNiggas wanna do me, they heard I'm the manNiggas selling workThat's for them benefit'sEarly worm, I'm talking shrimp and grit'sMaybach Music

(Aristocrats:)Thus all fairy stories endOnly an actress would pretendAffairs of state are her latest playEight shows a week, two matineesMy how the worm begins to turnWhen will the chorus girl ever learn?My how the worm begins to turnWhen will the chorus girl ever learn?