Oh won’t you search with me up through the mountain Digging through a junk pass most of my life And I never felt nothing, but something to do And I’m doing alright now, I’m digging with you
You’re doing in Fresno by coming down fast? I ran out of ways of making it last So I case round the highs, I was saying nighty night And I couldn’t find nothing but a broken flashlight
My auntie drove up in a old pickup truck By the end of the driveway she’s picking through junk I stand but I asked her how much for that light? She said it ain’t for sale, ‘cause I need it tonight
Oh this is the time when the scavengers roam She pointed to jump as in front of each home Said come with me, search for lie of your own And we’ll meet my friends and we can get stoned
I said nice to meet you and I looked in her eyes She was bout lovely 40, she looked more like 65 A mother and a daughter with some stories to tell 20 years searching refuge for some usage she could sell
She spoke of the son, she’s left him with the sister when he was only 9 But she still sends him letters letters letters from time to time
But he never writes back, no he never writes back Said I’m sure he’s fine You say you will keep his football, I said maybe that’s what we’ll find
Oh won’t you dig with me all through the night Digging for something most of my life And I never found nothing but something to do I’m doin alright now, digging with you
We just drowned our suburbs, California laid to waste Although at times stay steady steady, through the tides of our taste We found a cabbage patched all, a pack of playin cards A toy Superman cape And she cut up all her drugs on a dress and her 3 legs
A circle of trucks like an indian camp I eat your amphetamines and everybody danced Eye of fire, we’re building it Torn over trash
Slacking off and on a place And had a Halloween mask And a ray gun with a broken trigger Some dark sun glasses
Oh won’t you dig with me all through the night Digging for something most of my life And I never found nothing but something to do I’m doin alright now, digging with you
Yea I think of the stories I promised to tell I know in me nothing but I hope you’re well I’m sorry my letter, it hasn’t come still But I never wrote you and I never will
Oh won’t you dig with me all through the night Digging for something most of my life And I never found nothing but something to do I’m doin alright now, digging with youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
