DiG!

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The moon is a thumbprint on a dirty window

The disciples line up outside the bingo

Under a neon sign that says ‘hope’

That flashes pink and indigo

Character collector, cheerio

You're not quite a mother-fucker

But you're a mother-love-maker

And we're not impressed by your boat shoes

And your high-vis windbreaker

You can shave you're own throat

I'm saving my skin

I dunno what costume drama you think

You're starring in

I can see right through your cocktail shaker

Move along and don't tell your friends

I'm living to my means by no ends

No story here, closed eyes and no fear

Swan-diving into the void

For a 10-bag and a half-inched breadbaker

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I'm just trying to get us to the sea

We planned a holiday years ago

I don't know if we’ll last another summer indoors

We've been through a lot y'know

But we haven’t seen anything together

We don't want to be here forever

We hope to leave before we're old

The days are getting shorter

And the nights are always cold

And the wind whistles bad news

Through the flapping of the flagpoles

Every day is a balancing act

Tired of living on the branch

Trying to find truth and defy fact

Like we were only born to pay bills and dig holes

But that's the way it is I'm told

We hope to leave before we’re old

The days are getting shorter

And I can't be alone,

Let alone be bold

All the eyes are on me and their voices scatter like roaches

They wear their ignorance as broaches

With long and heartless sleeves

I've had enough

We've got to go

I won't be killed off screen in the snow

I want to do something before we're below

Standing on the overpass

This is where we bellow

And breath smoke

Until it hangs like a painted cloud over England

Even though

We’ve nothing to do

With nothing to show

We've just got to go

We've just got to go

We’ve just got to go

Dig!

Dig on down

Til you come out of the sky and back around

Dig son, dig the ground

You’re gonna bury this mother-fucking town

And everyone that put you down

Grit and spite

Will do you right

If you can make it through the night

So dig,

Dig on down…

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