An earwig crawled into my ear Made a meal of the wax and hairs Phoned friends, had an insect party But all I could hear was the bass drum drum All I could hear was the bass drum drum
Now if you put your ear close you'll be able to hear Not the sea shore noise of the shore sea shell The clatter of plates And the bronze of the bell Going ding dong, ding dong, ding dong dong
Going out of my mind as they hollow my head I'm floating in the air, but my body's in bed The more they eat, the more I see What is not, but just could be You can hear them laughing in my head You can hear them laughing in my head Ha ha ha ha ha
Now they've eaten my memory, I can't recall How the world used to be before So a vision is the same as what is real Depends upon the lighting, and how I feel Ding dong, drum drum, ha ha ha ha ha
And then the music stopped The musician went away They'd eaten all my brain The red and the grey
They all stack at home Dug a tongue through my nose Where my brain used to be Now there's only a hole
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