Waiting For The Worms Lyrics

Eins, zwei, drei, alle

You cannot reach me now
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 (worms to come)

We're waiting to succeed
And going to convene outside Brixton Town Hall
Where we're going to be....

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