Gone With The Worms Lyrics - Singles - Theatre Of Ice

(Brian Johnson/Dale Garrard/Raleigh Planty) 

Down along the banks where grow the tall weeds 

In the rich red mud where the big worms feed 

Lies a golden girl wrapped in tattered lace 

She never understood just where was her place 

CHORUS 

Now she's gone, gone gone gone, gone with the worms worms 

She's gone, gone gone gone, gone with the worms 

She's gone, gone gone gone, gone with the worms 

She's gone, gone gone gone, gone with the worms 

Seh's gone, gone gone gone, gone with the worms 

The worms crawl in and out of her brain 

As her rotting corpse lies out in the rain 

Once she was a girl who all men adored 

But she isn't very pretty anymore 

CHORUS 

She has no lips, she has no eyes 

In her mouth she has a nest of flies 

Where she's buried I'll never tell 

But you can find her just from the smell 

CHORUS 

Down along the banks where grow the tall weeds 

In the rich red mud where the big worms feed 

Lies the rotting corpse of a girl I once knew 

Better watch out, next one could be you 

CHORUS 

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