Ooooh you cannot reach me now

Ooooh no matter how you try

Goodbye cruel world it's over

Walk on by

Sitting in a bunker here behind my wall

Waiting for the worms to come

In perfect isolation here behind my wall

Waiting for the worms to come

Waiting to cut out the deadwood

Waiting to clean up the city

Waiting to follow the worms

Waiting to put on a black shirt

Waiting to weed out the weaklings

Waiting to smash in their windows

And kick in their doors

Waiting for the final solution

To strengthen the strain

Waiting to follow the worms

Waiting to turn on the showers v And fire the ovens

Waiting for the queers and the coons

And the reds and the Jews

Waiting to follow the worms

Would you like to see Britannia

Rule again my friend

All you have to do is follow the worms

Would you like to send our coloured cousins

Home again my friend

All you need to do is follow the worms.