Текст (слова) песни: Residents - WandaThe Worm Woman
Sneering at a leering lady as she stares and squirms At Wanda with her saintly smile and living wig of worms I like to watch their faces fall as we disgust and shame them Seeking suckers is my game - no longer lion taming. Like a pink and pregnant pumpkin perched upon her neck Wanda Wadkins head was hurting it was bitten by insects I watched the awkward way she waddled walking to the pail She always used to wash her worms and clean beneath her nails I love the soul I see inside her but I just can`t love her Folding fat that rolls around like bowling balls in butter.
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