Worm In The Soul

There is a worm at the bottom of my garden
There is a worm swimming deep in my soul
And ever since I met him, life is never being the same

Together we will never be alone
Tiny and thin he's skipping and crawling
Slipping, sliding and in the mud
I poked his little head
I've listen what he said
I'll help you to find the world
Run away, run away and never look back, never look back at home

Is my daddy going to kill me if me and Ana can't get marry
Does the soil tastes as good when worms are killed up there and buried?
If I dig a little deeper, will I ever get to water?
If I live amongst the birds and bees will I avoid disaster?
Life is biking in the quarters
Blueberry, orange and cook an apple
And a big slice of nostalgia to reminds me of the chapter

Where I learn to live among the roses, storms and all the rest
I learned to misbehave and always never do my best
Is anarchist existence disingenuous resistance?
Can an itty-bitty earth warm be of national assistance?
If I've never been addicted how am I supposed to kick it?
Is the most important thing that state: Stupidity have no width?
If your daddy didn't beat you how can you be a success?
If you didn't won the prizes you'll be nothing but a mess
Your parents and friends they care about
But they know nothing about you
Even less for Mommy and Daddy I'm not to say something to
And if I've never screamed and shouted

Play the quiet kid at school
I've never played the harp strings
Guess I was the Mister Cool
And I've tried to learn the mandolin but came out speaking mandarim
Will I be dimming the next big thing
And warped in a large machine?
Did my teeth fell out for fun I think I planned all along
If I've never felt angry how can I ever feel strong?
If buy myself a house will you still love a kind like me?
Would I still be scared if I knew the dogs that would ever bit me?

Always bullied, never plagued, give up my God ran away
The best advice I had came on Judith Thomson's pages
I never had nothing but I tried, I tried, I tried
I never had you but I will before I die
Had I never heard the Dylan or the Michael Rosen Rap
I never read the paper, I never shopped at fucking GAP
I never lived by them
Never lived the normal thing
How different would my life had been?

I like blue, I like soul, I like screaming rock N' roll
I like to twist and I like to shout, I like doing, the mess around