Waiting For The Worms

I did it. I won.

It's Bill's turn to be cuffed to the chair. It's Eleanor's turn to be tied to the bed. It's my turn to hurt them.

I don't care if the Worms are coming out of my skin. It's my choice. I'm the one doing this. I want to do this. They deserve it. It's the right choice.

It's not the puppet girl pulling my strings. She's not real.

I'm not like them.

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
In perfect isolation here behind my Wall
Waiting for the 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, to 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?
All you need to do is follow the Worms