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Watch your head on that root |
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Got to let your eyes adjust |
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I'm sorry about your suit |
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Can't do nothing about the dust |
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Welcome down underground |
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Hunker down a spell |
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Gets to feel like home to me |
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Though i know it looks like hell |
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(chorus) |
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Down in the hole |
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Lord, it's deep and the sides are steep |
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And the nights are long and cold |
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Down in the hole |
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Light and love and the world above |
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Mean nothing to the mole |
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(don't mean nothing to the mole) |
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Never gets real hot down here |
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Fifty five degrees |
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It's always a little bit damp, i fear |
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But i've never seem to freeze |
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Mushrooms and earthworms |
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Fancy stuff to eat |
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A world of quiet comtemplation (oh, yes) |
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Just below the street |
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- chorus - |
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I'm in a hole |
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Since i lost my baby |
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Living in a hole |
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Since i lost my girl |
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Would you play in the moonlight |
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Woul you dance in the dirt |
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Come home way past daybreak |
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Cockleburs all stuck in your shirt |
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Come back home to twilight |
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Come back home to me |
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Subterranean river you are |
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Meets the molten sea |
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- chorus - |
