More appropriate:
Squirm! Squirm! Squirm! (To Everything There Is a Season)
-- The Byrds
To everything - squirm, squirm, squirm
There is a season -squirm, squirm, squirm
And a time for every squirming under heaven
A time to scorn, a time to lie
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to squeal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything -squirm, squirm, squirm
There is a season - squirm, squirm, squirm
And a time for every bosal under heaven
A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away koans
A time to gather koans together
To everything -squirm, squirm, squirm
There is a season - squirm, squirm, squirm
And a time for every bosal under heaven
To everything - squirm, squirm, squirm
There is a season -squirm, squirm, squirm
And a time for every hackamore under heaven |
