Lyrics
Trained to be a bone digger
A soul sister, a born winner
And maybe we are two sinners
Who go bigger, but burn quicker
The lies, the lies, the bullshit and the lies
Like oh, I could have died, yeah, lucky to be alive
I want truth and reason, clean and decent
I want new school teachings, deeper meanings
Thought I'd be a bone digger
A stone figure, a quick trigger
But now I see a life richer
A nice picture; the lights flicker
The lies, the lies, the bullshit and the lies
Like oh, I could have died, yeah, lucky to be alive
I want truth and reason, clean and decent
I want new school teachings, ancient secrets
And past lives on television, on television
What competition is it?
Past lives on television, on television
What competition is it?
Watching my past lives
I'm flipping through noble burials now
Eeeking out cash by digging on old Imperial grounds
Now I need a bone digger
To go deeper and sell cheaper
The bottom's steep but not evil
They're real people who live simple
The lies, the lies, the bullshit and the lies
Like oh, I could have died, yeah, lucky to be alive
I want truth and reason, clean and decent
I want new school teachings, ancient secrets
And past lives on television, on television
What competition is it?
Past lives on television, on television
What competition is it?
Watching my past lives
I'm flipping through noble burials now
Eeeking out cash by digging on old Imperial grounds
(Old Imperial grounds, old Imperial grounds
Digging on old Imperial grounds, old Imperial grounds
Imperial grounds, Imperial grounds, Imperial grounds)
