His head is a big black hole
Full of big black things
And it sucks so hard
You could never miss the mark
True to form, no one's ever seen anything come out
What a travesty, what a sad fate
Sigh, someone get a band-aid please
We gotta get this guy a machine for his cranium
I mean I don't think
Maybe I don't hear what i need
This never really goes anywhere
We dug a hole
And put our heads in it
We dug a hole
We dug a hole
And put our heads in
This winter day comes too quick and brought
with it not enough hot spiced cider or cinnamon toast
You'd never think they'd notice but when you got a death star
sucking up photons in your brain
things start to change
And for the record let me say
It's not his fault that things never change
And summer is always too short
He's doing real good for a guy with a black hole in his head
And you'll never meet him anyway
We dug a hole
And put our heads in it
We dug a hole
We dug a hole
And put our heads in it
We dug a hole
(We dug a hole)
