I knew no vices and I knew no sins I knew the words but they didn't sink in Stayed out those tunnels that pull people down There's more of those tunnels in your home town Fell far from grace, so far I couldn't see And oh underground, I was that far from the tree
We're all digging if you wanna know Fixing, digging, far too slow Far too slow
We dug for money, we shovelled four tons And the end wasn't funny, though we'd all had fun Limping and broken, the tunnel fell in I've been limping from tunnels since my original sin Birthright's a trouble, my father dug too He got where he was going at the age of 62
We're all digging if you wanna know Fixing, digging, far too slow Far too slow
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A new pair of boots and a chisel in your name Says we could be in the same hole attracting the same blame If I knew the way to the ornamental tree I would tell you, we'd be jailbirds, I'd be winking twice for free Don't call on your brother, odds are he's here and all Being gentle with the people who were knock-kneed from the fall
We're all digging if you wanna know Fixing, digging, far too slow Far too slow
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We're all digging if you wanna know Fixing, digging, far too slow Far too slowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.