44. The Worm Turns – Chumbawamba

A quiet Sunday afternoon, away from town and work
Scatter all the groundbait down, relax with rod and hook
But as the worm he wriggles round he dreams of just one wish
The angler would fall into the pond and get eaten by the fish

Author: admin on October 19, 2013
Category: # Song Lyrics

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