Pink Floyd – Waiting for The Worms
Oooo you cannot reach me now,
Oooo no matter how you try
Goodbye cruel world, it´s over
Walk on by
Sitting in a bunker,
Here behind my wall,
Waiting for the worms to come ( worms to come )
In perfect isolation,
Here behind my wall,
Waiting for the worms to come ( worms to come )
Waiting, to cut out the deadwood
Waiting, to clean up the city
Waiting, to follow the worms
Waiting, to put on a black shirt
Waiting, to weed out the weaklings
Waiting, to smash in their windows and kick in their doors
Waiting, for the final solution to strengthen the strain
Waiting, to follow the worms
Waiting, to turn on the showers and fire the ovens
Waiting, for the queers and the coons and the reds and the jews
Waiting, to follow the worms
Would you like to see britannia,
Rule again, my friend?
All you have to do is follow the worms
Would you like to send our colored cousins,
Home again, my friend?
All you need to do is follow the worms