Letra de A Worm's Life
Although you think me cold and slimy I've got a nice home Tasted your best guacamole And siesta'd at noon in the cool of the soilA worm's life can be easy If you lay low, out of sightSometimes it's too hot for cooking One wants just a salad And then comes a breeze in the evening Men light cigars and their scent fills the airA worm's life can be easy If you lay low, out of sightBut then the rains come and the ground fills with water And I must come up to the surface for airThen I was plucked from the wet slime And dropped in tequila I lay in a stupor for sometime And one fine night I was gulped down in a shotA worm's life can be easy If you lay low, out of sight