Waiting for the Worm to Turn Bourgeois Tagg

We're waiting for the worm to turn
We're waiting for everybody else to come around to our way of thinking
I think we've found the way that it could be

When you look at me that way, you're keeping me out of touch
With the world that I read about every day
You and I seem so faithless lying here on our backs
Naming every cloud that passes, naming them two by two

We're waiting for the worm to turn
We're waiting for everybody else to come around to our way of thinking
I think we've found the way that it could be

The wars are over, my dragon hunting days are over
They're all behind me for now, I just want to see, how it can be
Counting blessings instead of oughta-bes, counting them two by two

We're waiting for the worm to turn
We're waiting for everybody else to come around to our way of thinking
I think we've found the way that it could be
So while we're waiting for the worm to turn
While we're waiting for everybody else to come
Around to our way of thinking... I'm thinking if you could make love to me

They'll forget about us, the rats can run the race without us
While we disappear without a trace, we can find a hiding place
Well build a house in a tree
Then well pull the ladder up after me and multiply two by two