Worms
Read Worms lyrics by Yeasayer on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
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Worms
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Can you feel it?
Making waves
The bubbles churn
And curls turn
On a perm that doesn't fade
Like the wheels on a motorcade
Like the star of a float parade
Like it's time to celebrate
Like Grandma's herbs that smell so great
Can you feel it?
It's in your bones
Clock ticks, an annoying German
on a cellular telephone
Like the thought of getting old
In a cemetery home
Those are things I shoulda known
I'll find the wave or ride alone
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Who performs "Worms"?
Yeasayer performs "Worms", and this lyric page sits inside the Yeasayer catalog on LyroVerse.
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