| Song | Worm Waltz |
| Artist | Gosling |
| Album | Here Is... |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Ingersoll | |
| You can't keep the sun in a hole underground, | |
| So why does the worm feel so profound? | |
| He's in the ground. | |
| Slither and crawl, | |
| Through your worm castle halls | |
| Yeah but the rain clouds conspire overhead. | |
| You carry your flashlight attached to your head, | |
| Making your own point of view | |
| The tunnels seem long | |
| But you said you were strong | |
| You want love, you need love | |
| Yes you do, you really do | |
| Reverse all the scenes | |
| Make the dirty feel clean | |
| You got stuck inside the muddy machine | |
| Muddy machine | |
| Spray your demands | |
| Make the slaves understand | |
| That there's positions and a chain of command | |
| You carry your flashlight attached to your head, | |
| Making your own point of view | |
| The tunnels seem long | |
| But you said you were strong | |
| You want love, you need love | |
| Yes you do, you really do | |
| The treetops stand tall | |
| And the rain starts to fall | |
| As your majesty king of the worms | |
| Is under terms. | |
| Conditions and contracts | |
| And properties too | |
| You want love from a worm's point of view. | |
| You know your money can't come when you go. | |
| You spend up all your days down in a hole. | |
| I know you think you're loved by everyone | |
| But let me tell you that your time is gonna come. | |
| I know some birds that wanna stick a beak in to you. | |
| Contract and expand | |
| As you squirm through the sand | |
| You're gonna end up right where you began | |
| So what's your plan? | |
| The waves flood your tomb | |
| And it looks like you're doomed | |
| You want love, you need love | |
| Yes you do, you really do. | |
| You need love. | |
| What you need's love. | |
| Can't you bre-love | |
| Make you feel love. | |
| Can't you breath... |
| zuo qu : Ingersoll | |
| You can' t keep the sun in a hole underground, | |
| So why does the worm feel so profound? | |
| He' s in the ground. | |
| Slither and crawl, | |
| Through your worm castle halls | |
| Yeah but the rain clouds conspire overhead. | |
| You carry your flashlight attached to your head, | |
| Making your own point of view | |
| The tunnels seem long | |
| But you said you were strong | |
| You want love, you need love | |
| Yes you do, you really do | |
| Reverse all the scenes | |
| Make the dirty feel clean | |
| You got stuck inside the muddy machine | |
| Muddy machine | |
| Spray your demands | |
| Make the slaves understand | |
| That there' s positions and a chain of command | |
| You carry your flashlight attached to your head, | |
| Making your own point of view | |
| The tunnels seem long | |
| But you said you were strong | |
| You want love, you need love | |
| Yes you do, you really do | |
| The treetops stand tall | |
| And the rain starts to fall | |
| As your majesty king of the worms | |
| Is under terms. | |
| Conditions and contracts | |
| And properties too | |
| You want love from a worm' s point of view. | |
| You know your money can' t come when you go. | |
| You spend up all your days down in a hole. | |
| I know you think you' re loved by everyone | |
| But let me tell you that your time is gonna come. | |
| I know some birds that wanna stick a beak in to you. | |
| Contract and expand | |
| As you squirm through the sand | |
| You' re gonna end up right where you began | |
| So what' s your plan? | |
| The waves flood your tomb | |
| And it looks like you' re doomed | |
| You want love, you need love | |
| Yes you do, you really do. | |
| You need love. | |
| What you need' s love. | |
| Can' t you brelove | |
| Make you feel love. | |
| Can' t you breath... |
| zuò qǔ : Ingersoll | |
| You can' t keep the sun in a hole underground, | |
| So why does the worm feel so profound? | |
| He' s in the ground. | |
| Slither and crawl, | |
| Through your worm castle halls | |
| Yeah but the rain clouds conspire overhead. | |
| You carry your flashlight attached to your head, | |
| Making your own point of view | |
| The tunnels seem long | |
| But you said you were strong | |
| You want love, you need love | |
| Yes you do, you really do | |
| Reverse all the scenes | |
| Make the dirty feel clean | |
| You got stuck inside the muddy machine | |
| Muddy machine | |
| Spray your demands | |
| Make the slaves understand | |
| That there' s positions and a chain of command | |
| You carry your flashlight attached to your head, | |
| Making your own point of view | |
| The tunnels seem long | |
| But you said you were strong | |
| You want love, you need love | |
| Yes you do, you really do | |
| The treetops stand tall | |
| And the rain starts to fall | |
| As your majesty king of the worms | |
| Is under terms. | |
| Conditions and contracts | |
| And properties too | |
| You want love from a worm' s point of view. | |
| You know your money can' t come when you go. | |
| You spend up all your days down in a hole. | |
| I know you think you' re loved by everyone | |
| But let me tell you that your time is gonna come. | |
| I know some birds that wanna stick a beak in to you. | |
| Contract and expand | |
| As you squirm through the sand | |
| You' re gonna end up right where you began | |
| So what' s your plan? | |
| The waves flood your tomb | |
| And it looks like you' re doomed | |
| You want love, you need love | |
| Yes you do, you really do. | |
| You need love. | |
| What you need' s love. | |
| Can' t you brelove | |
| Make you feel love. | |
| Can' t you breath... |