Worms

Worms don't dance They haven't got the balls No matter how do you do it It's just you do it, that's all You got what it takes To knock at my door You wanna get all excited Never been here before And now I'm your apple-eatin' heathen The original sin You ain't got my faith So best keep your belief I have waited forever to love someone I swear I heard you thank your God That time for having me come along Chickens don't fly But they have got the wings No matter how hard they try They bump into things They're all running around Knock their heads on the ground They got a wish bone Where their backbone should have grown Now I'm your apple-eatin' heathen Any old rib-stealin' Eve And you ain't got my faith So best keep your belief I have waited forever to love someone I swear I heard you thank your God That time for having me come along Another intimacy Reduced to cruelty And I had you believe That this was meant to be And I'm low for the magic But you got away with it That's all