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Friends grab your shovels, There’s a kid in the dirt, Screamin’ for his mother, Prayin’ she’s not hurt. Friends grab your shovels, A baby’s in the earth, Clingin’ to the others. Let’s bring ‘em through the turf.
Yeah I see you here, And you’re beautiful as can be. It can’t be. But I got a spear, And I’m diggin’ as hard as You will let me. You’re beautiful to see.
Friends grab your shovels. Cause you gotta dig. And fuckin’ dig. Come on fuckin’ dig. Friends grab your shovels, A baby’s in the earth. Singin’ for the Good Lord, Showin’ what you’re worth. Sing it for the Good Lord, Show Him what you’re worth!
Cause I see you here, And you’re beautiful as can be. It can’t be. But I got a spear, And I’m diggin’ as hard as you will let me. You’re beautiful to Me.
I know it’s there. You’re innocent. I know the snow that we are. Oh yes I know!