The Worm and the Angel Songtext

von Neil Innes

One night I dreamed that I was dead A butterfly flew into my head "How do ya do" she said "I'm an angel" She said no more, she said no less I said "can you get me out of this mess If you can well then I guess you must be an angel" But then a worm crawled up my nose And said to the butterfly "I suppose You think because of your beautiful clothes You're an angel" Well the butterfly smm-iled a knowing smile And said "a miss is as good as a mile Nothing on earth can cramp the style of an angel" Then the worm said "I'm not satisfied And if you'll kindly step outside In a civilised way we can soon decide who's an angel" Well I was turnin' in my grave The worm began to rant and rave And the butterfly did not behave like an angel Then I awoke and found them gone I looked at the trees and the morning sun and wondered if the worm had won or the angel It's not every day you see the light But after such a restless night I knew that only a worm could fight an angel