Lunch for the Worms by Perhaps Contraption Lyrics

If I should die soon
Please bury me in a coffin that will rot
And rot at the rate I rot
Under a horse chestnut tree please
A tree, please, a great big one
So my insides and out will slowly seep out
Back into the soil
Back into the soil

And maybe I will nourish
The growth of that tree
Or I will provide
Lunch for the worms
Lunch for the worms

Until my maybe old bones remain
Smooth like the conkers
Bristling above ground, above, above...

Much younger and more innocent
Than the ground I will rest
Younger and more ignorant
Than the ground I will rest
Younger and more innocent
Than the ground I will rest
Younger and more ignorant
Than the ground I will rest
I will rest in