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Yeah the Graveyard back, yeah
Black Rain

(Mixed by) Graveyard pack
Jail house crowded
Black rain, black rain

Jail house pack
Graveyard crowded

Yeah the Graveyard back, yeah
Black Rain

(Mixed by) Graveyard pack
Jail house crowded
Black rain, black rain

Jail house pack
Graveyard crowded

Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All the dirty worms in the house
Let's sing

When people see me slither

(he walks out)

(Goes back to Miley house working on science) 

Miley:(wiggling a worm) This stings  

Lilly: (reading a book) Of corse they stink they

Professor Nutbutter's House of Treats

Primus

Tales from the Punchbowl

1995

Well, appreciated by the, uh, the human body itself, but, um it's, 
It's, it's, it's ok to, to fear the worm. Um, I, myself, have had no, 
Uh, problems

And I have to say, by the way
I just may like some explanations

Can I ask you a question?
Did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room

masters, the GLC

The fukin' posse, in the fukin, in effect
You better fukin' give us respect
That's right, I'm like a parasite
I come round to your house

miscommunications
And I have to say, by the way
I just may like some explanations

Can I ask you a question?
Did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded

Something you don't wanna hear)

There's a worm in your pretty red apple
(Getting under your skin)
There's a worm in your pretty red apple
(It's gonna eat you

I'm alone in a crowded room
I scream and the walls, they close in
I'm alone in a crowded room
Will I ever leave
When will I leave

How did I get here

crawl out
Into my guts and out of my mouth
By the breaking of my thumbs
Something wicked this way comes
Worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
Into my guts

'bout time
Knock him out they gon' be bloggin' him right now (brr)

Big worm bitch I send a drive by
Come out the house, know we posted at night time

a, I'm a starboy

House so empty, need a centerpiece
Twenty racks a table, cut from ebony
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
Then she clean it with her

see, no one can own house because
house music is a universal language, spoken and understood by all. 

You see, house is a feeling that no one can

White Worms

Cryptopsy

Whisper Supremacy

The man riding shotgun
Has just killed his own son

To nurture the white worms

Still and isolated
The woodframe house stands vacant
Humans that once

to the brothers

Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane. 

By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They

of straw and
patient animals standing around.  The mother nods by the side
of the child.  Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks

Hold up, back it up, spread it out(Back up)
It's getting crowded again(Back up)
Turned y'all back on me just to act like we back to back again(Fuck

hundred just like worm, just like worm
I make her pussy stretch like a motherfucking worm
Skydweller on my side, bitch, with Patek her concern
I keep

said, "Photos: twenty-five cents each"
Black and white, saw a '30s bride
And two lovers laughin' on the porch of their first house
The kinda love that

house
Because House Music
Is a universal language
Spoken and understood by all

You see
House is a feeling that no one can understand
Really unless you're

Can You Feel It

Unlinked Artist

Art of Acid

2008

"And you see,
No one man owns house,
Because house music is a universal language
Spoken and understood by all.
You see house is a feelin'
That no

house
Because house music is a universal language
Spoken and understood by all
You see House is a feeling
That no one can understand really
Unless you are

too crowded town
I am doomed to be the unknown
How can I be so alone?

I've been standing here for hours
Right on the top of this house
A lot of people