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John William Watkins – Little Worm lyrics
Verse
Little worm, little worm, little worm
You’ve flown to Chicago
May your bones grow as tall as a beautiful tree
And I’ve thought and I’ve crawled and I’ve bought
But shoes, snow tunnels and Thoreau
Only fill in the gaps till I can bite into the apple
And you’re there
Chorus
On the train
We’re thinking near or far
But shall we learn
To think right where we are
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Verse
Little snake, little snake, little snake
My darling and fatal snake
Swimming down deep & round in my beautiful waters
And the beautiful irony goes
Like my snake and the movie’s worm
He was more than a worm
Him’s a magical wizard
Chorus
On the train
We’re thinking near or far
But shall we learn
To think right where we are
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Chorus
On the train
We’re thinking near or far
But shall we learn
To think right where we are
For the rest of our lives
Til the day that we die
Verse
Little worm, little worm, little worm
When you fly to Seattle
God help any frown that will not be turned upside down
Just give em “wow, gotta go”
Little worm, little worm, little worm
You’ve flown to Chicago
May your bones grow as tall as a beautiful tree
And I’ve thought and I’ve crawled and I’ve bought
But shoes, snow tunnels and Thoreau
Only fill in the gaps till I can bite into the apple
And you’re there
Chorus
On the train
We’re thinking near or far
But shall we learn
To think right where we are
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Verse
Little snake, little snake, little snake
My darling and fatal snake
Swimming down deep & round in my beautiful waters
And the beautiful irony goes
Like my snake and the movie’s worm
He was more than a worm
Him’s a magical wizard
Chorus
On the train
We’re thinking near or far
But shall we learn
To think right where we are
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Chorus
On the train
We’re thinking near or far
But shall we learn
To think right where we are
For the rest of our lives
Til the day that we die
Verse
Little worm, little worm, little worm
When you fly to Seattle
God help any frown that will not be turned upside down
Just give em “wow, gotta go”
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