| Song | Maggots |
| Artist | The Tiger Lillies |
| Album | Farmyard Filth |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The maggots feed they feed on him | |
| Well some they laugh and some give in | |
| You cannot breathe the putrid air | |
| The bastard’s dead and no one cares | |
| There are no relatives or friends | |
| The sad condolences descend | |
| The pauper’s grave is all that’s left | |
| No one to pay their last respects | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty and so poor | |
| Your life was right your life was wrong | |
| The virtues and the vice all gone | |
| His mother’s heart would surely wrench | |
| To see the poverty and stench | |
| A social worker does discard | |
| A box of letters and postcards | |
| The only records of a life | |
| That now has passed into the light | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty and so poor | |
| Do you ever wonder that you’d be | |
| Left all alone and lonely | |
| The same as him on Judgement Day | |
| Left all alone to fade away | |
| Because you lack the social skills | |
| And then grow old and then grow ill | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty and so poor | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty and so poor | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty and so poor | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty and so poor | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty dirty dirty | |
| dirty dirty dirty dirty and so poor |
| The maggots feed they feed on him | |
| Well some they laugh and some give in | |
| You cannot breathe the putrid air | |
| The bastard' s dead and no one cares | |
| There are no relatives or friends | |
| The sad condolences descend | |
| The pauper' s grave is all that' s left | |
| No one to pay their last respects | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty and so poor | |
| Your life was right your life was wrong | |
| The virtues and the vice all gone | |
| His mother' s heart would surely wrench | |
| To see the poverty and stench | |
| A social worker does discard | |
| A box of letters and postcards | |
| The only records of a life | |
| That now has passed into the light | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty and so poor | |
| Do you ever wonder that you' d be | |
| Left all alone and lonely | |
| The same as him on Judgement Day | |
| Left all alone to fade away | |
| Because you lack the social skills | |
| And then grow old and then grow ill | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty and so poor | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty and so poor | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty and so poor | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty and so poor | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty dirty dirty | |
| dirty dirty dirty dirty and so poor |
| The maggots feed they feed on him | |
| Well some they laugh and some give in | |
| You cannot breathe the putrid air | |
| The bastard' s dead and no one cares | |
| There are no relatives or friends | |
| The sad condolences descend | |
| The pauper' s grave is all that' s left | |
| No one to pay their last respects | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty and so poor | |
| Your life was right your life was wrong | |
| The virtues and the vice all gone | |
| His mother' s heart would surely wrench | |
| To see the poverty and stench | |
| A social worker does discard | |
| A box of letters and postcards | |
| The only records of a life | |
| That now has passed into the light | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty and so poor | |
| Do you ever wonder that you' d be | |
| Left all alone and lonely | |
| The same as him on Judgement Day | |
| Left all alone to fade away | |
| Because you lack the social skills | |
| And then grow old and then grow ill | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty and so poor | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty and so poor | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty and so poor | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty and so poor | |
| To die in filth in filth obscure | |
| To die so dirty dirty dirty | |
| dirty dirty dirty dirty and so poor |