Digger Lyrics

You stay away from the loot
You m***********
You stay away from the loot
On a cold and misty evening
With the backs on our homes
We got a pole for your head now
To make sure your dead

Well, the beast is on my table
All covered up in grease
We got forks and knives to tear him
And make sure his dead

We need leaders
We need plans
We need pain and p*** and s*** and death
Stuff to make us sad
We need makeup
We need makeup
We need makeup
Oh we need
You're so sweet
So, so sweet
You're so kind
And I'm so blind
You were my everything
You were my everything
We need diggers
We need diggers
We need diggers
Oh, we need
We need diggers
We need diggers
We need diggers
Oh, we need