Waiting for the worms

Ooooh You cannot reach me now Ooooh No matter how you try Goodbye cruel world it's over Walk on by. Sitting in a bunker here behind my wall Waiting for the worms to come In perfect isolation here behind my wall Waiting for the worms to come Waiting to cut out the deadwood Waiting to clean up the city Waiting to follow the worms Waiting to put on a black shirt Waiting to weed out the weaklings Waiting to smash in their windows And kick in their doors. Waiting for the final solution To strong then the strain Waiting to follow the worms Waiting to turn on the showers And fire the ovens Waiting for the queens and the coons and the reds and the Jews Waiting to follow the worms Would you like to see Britannia Rule again my friend All you have to do is follow the worms Would you like to send our colored cousins Home again my friend All you need to do is follow the worms.