Flowers & Worms

You know we're planting a graveyard
Deep in the garden
Waiting for the savior
And all the dearly departed
In the bloody showers
Peaking through the dirt
All the little flowers
And all the hungry worms

You know we're planting a graveyard, they planted a graveyard
Deep in the garden, rows of neat little graves
Waiting for the savior, feasting on my neighbor
And all the dearly departed, and all the deeply depraved
In the bloody showers, in the bloody showers
Peaking through the dirt, we feasted til it hurt
All the little flowers, all the little flowers
And all the hungry worms, worms, worms, worms

We've been living it wrong
Couldn't admit we've been given a cause
Would a dim-wit even get he'd been bitten at all
Given a living not fit for the lost
Sing for our diner with little result
Bitter we're vivid and raw
Didn't fit the minimum requisite for the Wizard of Oz
Given it's all villainous flaws
Give it a minute and it'll dissolve
Bit of religion, a simple assault
The ministers given to filling the mizzen with rot
Deliver the venom, administer salt
We made a decision, if ever we're caught
We'll never admit to our sinister plot

In ivory towers the wicked will burn
Praying for showers and feeling the thirst
Mountains of cowards heaped in the dirt
Here with the flowers, we're all just worms

You know we're planting a graveyard
We're all just worms
You know we're planting a graveyard
We're all just worms
You know we're planting a graveyard
We're all just worms
You know we're planting a graveyard

We're all just worms, we're all just worms
We're all just worms, we're all just worms
We're all just



Credits
Writer(s): Bernard Miller
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