"Poor Worms" by Malvina Reynolds (1971)

Being people isn't all that it's cracked up to be,
But soon this problem will be solved for me,
I'll be worms, worms, worms,

Wiggley, woggley,
Googley, goggley worms.

I wonder how the worms will like the D.D.T.
And the bitter flavor in the taste of me,
Poor worms, worms, worms.

Wiggley, woggley,
Googley, goggley worms.

The cement and the bottles that I left behind,
They'll be tough to eat and mighty hard to grind,
Poor worms, worms, worms.

Wiggley, woggley,
Googley, goggley worms.

The birds will eat the worms and then the birds will fly,
And soon you'll hear me singing up there in the sky,
Goodbye, goodbye.

Wiggley, woggley,
Googley, goggley worms.

A sarcastic song that talks about the poisons and non decomposable wastes that are released to nature by humans. We'll be soon end up being eaten by worms in the recycling natural process, but poisons will destroy natural balances and unrecycled litters will be added to the piles of waste of next generations.

You can hear a Malvina's song here