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Crash Test Dummies A Worm S Life

cool of the soil A worm's life can be easy If you lay low, out of sight Sometimes it's too hot for cooking One wants just a salad And then comes a breeze

when it came out But he grew tired Of using doorknobs and so he thought up a brand-new trick He said he'd tie His tooth to his dog's tail, find a stick

it held me tight There are many dangers They could be in a toaster or a common thing You must keep a lookout Remember all the rules they have for everything When it's

Manic-depressive composer Robert Schumann When he could not write He'd get down on his knees and he would pray for help It's not as bad as eating your

: Now that I've used up all my ideas Here in my little house by the sea I search for a usable memory but none comes to me In grade one, my teacher could

search of gentler breezes When we arrived, I longed to lie and rustle in your grasses But you would not permit me to retire there None but a fly might

-depressive composer Robert Schumann, when he could not write He'd get down on his knees and he would pray for help It's not as bad as eating your own

lovely scenery When I came upon some rotting remains And though the carcass was wormy Well, after all, it's all part of nature's art of cleaning And

out a stupid common paperweight And it went out into the country To a place where other solid objects lie around Well, it's quite hard and so it's probably