an earwig crawled into my ear
made a meal of the wax and hairs
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
and the bronze of the bell
going out of my mind as they hollow my head
you can hear them laughing in my head
you can hear them laughing in my head
now they've eaten my memory
how the world used to be before
so a vision is the same as what is real
depends upon the lighting
and then the music stopped
they'd eaten all my brain
dug a tongue through my nose
where my brain used to be