I'm gettin' down on a dead man's soul
I'm gettin' up for another hit
You should've told me you didn't give a shit
You didn't pay the utilities
You didn't leave me the red guitar
And all my laundry is piled up in your car
Look out below you
There's nothing at all, just
A hole in the world
and then you're crawlin'
There's a hole in the world
and then you're fallin'
Through a hole in the world
The proverbial hole
The perennial hole
I'd rather live in a little box
Than be the Queen of the Amazon
And eat peyote until my mind is gone
Look out below you
There's nothing at all, just
A hole in the world...
And then you're crawlin'
There's a hole in the world
And then you're fallin'
Through a hole in the world
The proverbial hole
The perennial hole
Just a hole in the world
And then you're crawlin'
There's a hole in the world
And then you're fallin'
Through a hole in the world
And then you're crawlin'
And then you're fallin'
And then you're slippin'
And then you're drippin'
Through a hole in the world
There's a hole in the world
Through a hole in the world
The proverbial hole
The perennial hole
Just a hole in the world
And then you're crawlin'
There's a hole in the world
And then you're fallin'
Through a hole in the world
The proverbial hole
The perennial hole
Just a hole in the world
And then you're trippin'

Writer : MIDNIGHT, CHARLIE/EDWARDS, GRAHAM/TREVISICK, NICK
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.