Dug the hole
Lay the mine
It’s a trap
It’s a trap
Trip the wire
Now your fried
I’m leaving
They leaning towards the morning star
Shoot for par?
Thought they wanted to spar
Look how far
They got us
Trust U.S.
Just about nobody these days
Who voted for Joe?
Just about everybody, they say
Had a dream
That was more on par with reality
Now it’s time to get back to sleep
Sitting in traffic
Next to masked sheep
Beep, to say high
Fingers my reply
Fill the Hole
Get back to work
We got more
To dig
So we dig
And we dig
Ya dig
We just doing what we’re told to did
Point, point but can’t grasp the blame
That could be the only task
We could dig a mass grave
Still not trace the source
Source, there only be one
Courses when they eat be seven
I’m of no relation
Explains the lack of invitation
‘Parentlty my blood contagious
Apparently my parents mere
Peasants mingingly
Guess the DNA not rare enough
So we dig and dig
Point and shoot
Until it’s us
.
Or
!
But there’s definitely no ?’s
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