Buy a rope Climb a chair Tie a knot Get dropped If you do not have a knot in your pocket When the stock market dropped I said drop it You put the money in gold Buy a safe and lock it I ain’t talkin to the banker no more I got no new friends What the hell I need em for Well I’m sitting underground On a gold bar I got the whole damn thing Lit up like a farm Hard times ain’t fair Hard times who cares Fair is for fairies I got all the rice and beans I could possibly carry At the end of the world man I aint sharing With the Imam, the President, or John Kerry They can all get a shovel And get buried Dig a hole in the ground Dig a hole in the ground Dig a hole in the ground Dig a hole in the ground Dig a hole dig a hole Well it ain’t the promise land Goddang I guess it’ll do It’s hard to fight a giant When the bombs in his shoe He’s livin next door And he looks like you If everybody’s good I got a good idea too We can tie em to a rocket Just send em to the moon Dig a hole in the ground Dig a hole in the ground Dig a hole in the ground Dig a hole in the ground Dig a hole I got a gun, got a shovel, got a shell I got a gun, got a shovel, got a shell They can all go to hell They can all go to hell Dig a hole in the ground Dig a hole in the ground Dig a hole in the ground Dig a hole in the ground Dig a hole dig a hole