LYRICS
If it only wasn’t for that one wiggling worm
Then, turned from one more
Into a swarm
It might be a tad too late
To get out the swatter
The cake you baked in fate
Was foul since the batter
That one wiggling worm
That one bad apple
Humanity damned in scorn
That one bad apple
Now for sure
Rotten to the core
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Rock
Chords: E7(11) E7 E / A G E
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar and Loop Pedal, Keyboards
From the album Hear Me Out