No one likes me, everybody hates me!
Guess I'll eat some worms!
Remember that little gem from childhood? Then the narrator of the song goes on to detail all the different worms s/he is going to eat. Somehow, this song got stuck in my head, and I can't get it out. I've tried all the folksy methods of expelling this ditty from my head, and it's only made it worse. I think someone out there is sitting with their April voodoo doll next to a speaker with this song on continuous loop, and I'll tell ya what, it's really mean.
First of all, I never liked that song much, and second of all, I never understood it.
Seriously. Why, if everybody hated you, would you go eat some worms? I've had days where I've felt like nobody liked me, everybody hated me, so you know what I did? I went to the store and bought a King Size candy bar. Eating worms wouldn't make me feel better about being universally hated at all, but chocolate, on the other hand, tastes good and does have happy-pill-like effects when you're down in the dumps.
Think of it. In the Harry Potter books and movies, did the people who'd had brushes with Dementors eat worms to chase away their depression? No. They ate chocolate bars.
I think whoever wrote the song, talking about eating worms because nobody liked him or her, was a master of cutting off one's nose to spite one's face. "Nobody likes me, everybody hates me, so I'm gonna go ahead and do something spiteful to myself, too!" Yeah, that'll show 'em!
The song's never made sense to me. Not when I was a kid, and certainly not as a grown-up, unless it's sung with heavy sarcastic overtones, or sung once as a means of catharsis. But better yet, I wouldn't sing it at all. It's a stupid song, even as far as stupid kid-songs go. You know what makes more sense to me?
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me
Ha-ters gon-na HATE!
I'm goin' for chocolate
I'm goin' for ice-cream!
... What's that, Haters-you want a ride?
Sorry, bitches! You're not invited!
Your behavior disgusts me!
I'm gonna find some new friends,
Some really, really GOOD friends,
To share my chocolate and ice cream with!
Haters can run off and cry!
This is probably why I should come with a Parental Advisory label. And also why I don't write songs. My version's not as catchy as the original, and it doesn't really fit that well with the original score. I think the underlying message is much more empowering than just sulking in a corner and eating worms.