Buy a rope
Climb a chair
Tie a knot
Get dropped
If you do not have a knot in your pocket
When the stock market dropped
I said drop it
You put the money in gold
Buy a safe and lock it
I ain’t talkin to the banker no more
I got no new friends
What the hell I need em for
Well I’m sitting underground
On a gold bar
I got the whole damn thing
Lit up like a farm
Hard times ain’t fair
Hard times who cares
Fair is for fairies
I got all the rice and beans I could possibly carry
At the end of the world man
I aint sharing
With the Imam, the President, or John Kerry
They can all get a shovel
And get buried
Dig a hole in the ground
Dig a hole in the ground
Dig a hole in the ground
Dig a hole in the ground
Dig a hole dig a hole
Well it ain’t the promise land
Goddang I guess it’ll do
It’s hard to fight a giant
When the bombs in his shoe
He’s livin next door
And he looks like you
If everybody’s good
I got a good idea too
We can tie em to a rocket
Just send em to the moon
Dig a hole in the ground
Dig a hole in the ground
Dig a hole in the ground
Dig a hole in the ground
Dig a hole
I got a gun, got a shovel, got a shell
I got a gun, got a shovel, got a shell
They can all go to hell
They can all go to hell
Dig a hole in the ground
Dig a hole in the ground
Dig a hole in the ground
Dig a hole in the ground
Dig a hole dig a hole
