Lyrics:
tired.
Said the tree kangaroo.
And, kept digging, and digging,
and digging.
Meanwhile,
How's the work going?
Can you please come here and help me?
Sure!
tunnels in your home town
Fell far from grace, so far I couldn't see
And oh underground, I was that far from the tree
We're all digging if you wanna
Digging down, underground
Digging down, underground
Slice the air
Hateful glare
You're fucking up my life
You're screwing up my life
You're
I was born in West Virginia
Where the land is black with coal
For a man to feed his family
It takes twelve hours a day a
Digging in a dirty black
alone
No more digging up the sad souls
I got a feeling, I feel it, my head is at home
And when I'm breathing, I breathe in, I'm letting it go
No, no
a plastic heart
All to fit the
California dream
I'll let you lie, I'll let you lie
In the grave you're digging
These plastic hearts paid with plastic
What are you digging for?
Sweet mouth, crescent moon
What are you digging for?
Too deep, so deep, are you
What are you looking for?
No dust
before you go
Girl are you digging my chicken groove
His chicken groove
Are you digging my chicken groove
His chicken groove
But I wanna know (I wanna
Hey, you don't know me!
You don't know me
But you just keep on looking at me down low.
Oh no!
Digging something up...
Digging something
Oh yeah
You can dance
You can jive
Having the time of your life
Ooh, see that girl
Watch that scene
Digging the dancing queen
Friday night
You can dance, you can jive
Having the time of your life
Ooh, see that girl, watch that scene
Digging the dancing queen
Friday night
from my lungs
From my lungs
I can't get away (I can't get away)
I can't get away
I'm digging graves, graves
For me and my friends
I'm digging
you're miles away, it's true
Digging with someone new
So far down in this hole, there's little daylight
I feel the shards of the midday sun and then
digging that hole
What you don't understand the walls going to cave
Weaving webs of lies in order to cover up your tracks
Somebody gets close to the real
You ever feel like you digging your own grave?
Cuz you know there's shit that you shouldn't be doing
But you can't get out of your own way?
Can't
the patience
To be digging up the papers
To be digging up the papers
It's the story of creation
It's the story of creation
About a sad euphoric nation
About
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooooh, blockhead
Blockhead, oh (Valious)
(Danny's got superpowers)
In the cave, in the cave, in the cave, I'm mining now
Digging
Young Black Man Tryna
Get To Heaven
Young Black Man Tryna
I got me some goals
I got me some foes
I will never fold
Digging for the gold
I got me some
on digging, keep on digging our grave
Let's just keep on digging, keep on digging our grave
You're strong like the ocean
And I'm frail like the sea
You're
You're so nasty I think I might puke
Unplugging myself permanently because I don't like you
I've been digging here all day
Trying to find something
with all your filth
You tell me how I am
So let's here another slam
You're digging through my skin and into my eyes and ears
You go through my skull
I want the diamond from the back, diamond from the back
Give me rude top, give me, give me rude top
Digging in her spleen digging deep up in her
own blood
Want to leave it all behind now
And not be bothered by the holes you were digging for us
Digging for us
Go on and let the lights blind you
were away
Digging too deep while burring my bones
Digging too deep and burring my bones (2x)
Bones, My bones
While digging too deep and burring my
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