Ghoultown
Ghoultown - The Worm lyrics
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belly up to the bar and give me shot of your best stuff cuz this dust in my throat is turning to brick make it some of that mexican mojo that you've got hidden there down below I can hear him callin I can hear him beg drink me like the water from this desert land I don't need no chaser I don't need no lime just tip the glass and let that motherfucker fly glass in one hand flesh in the other queen of the night on the day of the dead let's raise the bottle and wager a boast who gets to have this heavenly host chorus: worm I look out across the bar's hollow gut rafters climb the walls like rib bones I can hear him whisper I can hear him call every poker player in this dirty hall he's the garden viper he's the mongrel's teeth hair of the dog baby is all you need cards in one hand glass in the other drink up tomorrow we might be dead god's little children howlin like ghosts come to wet their grave-thirsty throats remember the worm the promise he keeps bullfighters die and women weep break out the bottle and I'll show you what I mean sell your soul for smoke and a drink place your little lips around the neck swallow the worm baby I'm your man