We move on
Man, I would like to gamble
I came with my poor four eyes
Crawling, weakling wanting
My favorite come and lie here
Under my bed,
A demon cut my fingers (Or deep under my fingers?)
With all my hands and needs in times of winding
We Knight. . .
It's only when we civilize that worm
For vagrant times we need it
What secret of your knowing
Is there beginning?
Fine chance to be a
Believer
Believe it
His widow's missed his growing cold. . .cold. . .cold
Set sail and hide your handywork
And lies
You're going home.
Wait Wait Wait Wait
Fine chance to be a believer
Believe it
This widow's nest is growing cold. . cold. . .cold. . .
Set sail and hide your handywork
And lies
You're going home
Wait Wait Wait Wait
Fine chance to be a believer
Believe it
His Widow's missed his growing cold. . .cold. . .cold. . .
Set Sail and hide your handywork
And lies
You're going home
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I think it's about war, accusing a retreating, defeated side asking them if they feel guilt for throwing away it's people's lives on a hopeless cause.
I think the title is a reference to "The Conqueror Worm" by Edgar Allen Poe. In it, the hero of a divine play is decided to be the title creature, that destroys humanity (and the mimes who act out the play).
We try to "Civilize that worm," try to make the destruction of humanity seem civilized.
Pretty dark stuff, I think that "A Senile Animal" is one of the Melvins' angriest albums. A good one two. Great double drum solo at the end of this particular one too.
Try this:
We move on Man, I would like to gamble I came with my poor four eyes Crawling, weakling wanting My favorite come and lie here
Under my bed, A demon cut my fingers (Or deep under my fingers?)
With all my hands and needs in times of winding We Knight. . . It's only when we civilize that worm For vagrant times we need it What secret of your knowing Is there beginning?
Fine chance to be a Believer Believe it His widow's missed his growing cold. . .cold. . .cold Set sail and hide your handywork And lies You're going home.
Wait Wait Wait Wait
Fine chance to be a believer Believe it This widow's nest is growing cold. . cold. . .cold. . . Set sail and hide your handywork And lies You're going home
Wait Wait Wait Wait
Fine chance to be a believer Believe it His Widow's missed his growing cold. . .cold. . .cold. . . Set Sail and hide your handywork And lies You're going home
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I think it's about war, accusing a retreating, defeated side asking them if they feel guilt for throwing away it's people's lives on a hopeless cause.
I think the title is a reference to "The Conqueror Worm" by Edgar Allen Poe. In it, the hero of a divine play is decided to be the title creature, that destroys humanity (and the mimes who act out the play).
We try to "Civilize that worm," try to make the destruction of humanity seem civilized.
Pretty dark stuff, I think that "A Senile Animal" is one of the Melvins' angriest albums. A good one two. Great double drum solo at the end of this particular one too.