I'm digging a hole In my backyard I hit a rock and sprung water I dove in And ended up in Beijing Stole me a bike Joined up with the monks Because silence Is worth more these days Oh than AOL Time Warner Or Martha Stewart stocks
If you can get it Grab as much as you can And hide it in your basement For the next disaster Silence for the next disaster
Oh and my guitar Sounds so good Because I can't tell you why And if distance makes the heart grow fonder Than oh look at you and I yea Look at you and I
If you can get it Grab as much as you can And hide it in your basement For the next disaster A little perfection During your disaster
So bring me down To where I can't see I'll pray for some medicine Explain to you I'm lost You said you're not lost, you're free You said you're free baby You're free You said you're free
If you can get it Grab as much as you can And hide it in your basement For the next disaster Yea during your disasters
I'm digging a hole yeah I'm digging a hole
Compositor: Melissa Parsons Ferrick ECAD: Obra #2582474