Being people isn't all that it's cracked up to be,
But soon this problem will be solved for me,
I'll be worms, worms, worms,

Chorus:
Wiggley, woggley,
Googley, goggley worms.

I wonder how the worms will like the D.D.T.
And the bitter flavor in the taste of me,
Poor worms, worms, worms.

(Chorus)

The cement and the bottles that I left behind,
They'll be tough to eat and mighty hard to grind,
Poor worms, worms, worms.

(Chorus)

The birds will eat the worms and then the birds will fly,
And soon you'll hear me singing up there in the sky,
Goodbye, goodbye.

(Chorus)