Lyrics:
Moi j'croyais qu'un earwig c'était une perruque pour tes oreilles
Là ils m'ont dit qu'en français qu'c'était appelé une perce-oreille
Ça restait
Little Earwigs In The Web (Our Birthday No. 3)
Music + Lyrics: Pete Peasant
Apart Musikverlag
Celebrating jubilee,
Our birthday number three:
you find your spirit
Our music crawling through your ear just like a fucking earwig
Shawty lemme ask you can you tell me can you hear it
Ima monster
hintin' that you won't be around
And you can go ahead and sell all your records
'Cause you got an appointment 6 feet underground
And you got an earwig
It's
that you won't be around
And you can go ahead and sell all your records
'Cause you got an appointment 6 feet underground
And
You got an earwig
It's
his missus legitimate!
When that frew gets a grip of old Earwicker
Won't there be earwigs on the green?
Big earwigs on the green,
The largest ever
and I met a little earwig
He took his little pincers and he looked at me and winked
He said my names earwig and I'm hear to stay
So why don't you just get
let it go
Your ear-wig covers up alright
Death hopes you're sleeping well at night
Your ear-wig covers up alright
Corrosion of a soul in flight
Your
none of your lip
Why'tulip, why'tulip, why'pea brained earwig
Why'punk, why'silver tongued shnake
I'd rather make furniture than go to midnight mass
A uniform telephone call and unknown caller and unknown place oh oh oh you’ve been let down oh oh oh in earwig town they’ll burrow in through your
On down the trail did he walk for days
Drinking the water of different streams
Earwigs and nightcrawlers filled his dreams
Till one day he was dead
There
I live alone
But we live inside my head
They talk to me every day
I can't keep them at bay
I abused my kids
I abused my wife
I got earwigs in my
I've eaten many strange and scrumptious dishes in my time
Like jellied bugs and curried slugs and earwigs cooked in slime
And mice with rice is very
Earwig, huh! No way!
Inside a freezing furnace coated with
Ash from head to toe
The sweet girl's chapped lips are chapped
With a love she doesn't know
How
Two black holes staring
From deep in the coal mind
Murder in mind-murder deep in the coal mind
Aphids and triffids bump mad into earwigs
Eating their
cards
And the night watchmen in the kissing booth
Rocky's summer horse head
Catfood on the earwig
I got to like that
To make me happy
Milk cream
I've eaten many strange and scrumptious dishes in my time
Like jellied bugs and curried slugs and earwigs cooked in slime
And mice with rice is
This is Minister Metal Foot, treat a pedal like an earwig
And cook off by applyin' the same logic to the gearshift
Bird off prey circle, serf homes
front doors
Rifle through your sacred drawers
Line my pockets
Deface your dreams
Til the cows come home to me
Nibbling like an earwig winding
An earwig crawled into my ear
Made a meal of the wax and hairs
Phoned friends, had an insect party
But all I could hear was the bass drum drum
All I
of whisky that she said was ten years old
Then I saw blue pigs and pink earwigs,
And I went all hot and cold, I did, I went all hot and cold.
Now I went for
There was a time I could keep up with you
When you were faithful and your compass true
But then an (earwig) loosened your last screw
Now you look
the jar
hang on a second
i hear the oul'-sham parking the car
d'ya wanna here/play/hold my
guitar?
d'ya know what i mean martina?
earwig....
you let things get to you?
Like earwigs on a plant
Like pebbles in your shoe
I'm sad to see you go but I am sure you'll be okay
Its never black
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