OK, so we’re slimy and cold to the touch
Got a bad reputation no matter how much
We try to help. You can’t see us toil
All day long down deep in the soil
We can take one of your run of the mill watermelon rinds
And break it down in an hour’s time
Make the richest dirt that you’ve ever seen
Next year it’ll help you grow anything green
Two four seven three six five a year
Crap coming in the front. Gold going out the rear
And we’re giving it to you totally free
Never did ask for one rupee
What do we get? Disgusted looks
Or we wind up on one of your fishing hooks
We eat and shit our way through our lives
Garbage to you is to us delect
We eat and shit our way through our lives
All we’re asking is a little respect
We eat and shit our way through our lives
We’re gonna say it. Gonna say it loud
We eat and shit our way through our lives
Gonna say it clear. Gonna say it proud
We’re worms
