LYRIC

Weird laws and strangers
Put the fear of god in me
I'm building this boat to cross the sea
I'm building this boat to cross the sea

There's holes in holes in this town
Digging it up like its gold
The young just dig quicker than the old
The young just dig quicker than the old

Who's gonna drag them out of the hole they dug in yesterday?
The hole they're digging themselves in now?
The hole they're digging tomorrow
The hole that children'll fall in

Who could've thought the people that I like
Have so much influence on my mood
But now that influence is showing through
But now that influence is showing through

Who's gonna drag me out of the hole I dug in yesterday?
The hole I'm digging myself in now?
The hole I'm digging tomorrow
The hole that children'll fall in

There's holes in holes in this town
Digging it up like its gold
The young just dig quicker than the old
The young just dig quicker than the old

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