Pink earthworm Jim
Funny, smart and slim
He lives underground
Self sufficient and proud
Soil soft and smooth
Dirty and greasy as youth
It has unique sound
Earthworm Jim grinds the ground
To find the corpse that fresh
To feel the taste of rotting flesh
To plunder the grave where we’ve put our love
Cutie, it was little rough
We could cremate it
And leave no tint
Ashes could blow in the wind
Pink earthworm Jim
Funny, smart and slim
He lives in my mind
Hungry, vicious and blind
Searching for corpse that fresh
To feel the taste of rotting flesh
To plunder the grave where we’ve put our love
Cutie, it was little rough
We could cremate it
And leave no tint
Ashes could blow in the wind
I wanted to cremate it
And leave soft tint
Ashes could blow in the wind
Smart little Jim
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