Dig Your Own Hole lyrics

Be bigger than God
Be bigger than God
Be bigger than God

You lied. You faked. You cheated.
You changed the stakes.
Magnet toss that high in the sky.
Unrehearsed. Let the bubbles burst.

Now open up. Make room for me.
Now open up. Make room for me.

Be bigger than God
Be bigger than God
Be bigger than God

Let me in mate
Fuck me in mate
S-s-s-shit

not another drugstore not another town
tired of the old skool i had to put it down
you know there was a man and he put the ground down
so we rollin' with the chemicals and we got the new sound
chemical reflections like koolaid with owlsley
wicked on the track you know me the drugstore cowboy
down boy
up and silly with the twin ring ring connect it then
proceed to rip it like scissors

Your soul don't burn
You dark the sun you
Rain down fire on everyone
Scabs, police, government thieves
Venal psychic amputees
Parasitic your syphilitic
Parasitic your syphilitic

Swastika eyes
You got
Swastika eyes
You got
Swastika eyes, swastika eyes, swastika eyes

I'll vent my spleen I'll keep my dreams
My flesh my bones my soul I own
My mind's a weapon immune from infection

Morning Lemon
Kick that, mother fucker

Yes, yes so (X3)

get up on it
get up on it like this (X4)
get up on it like this

you know
you are a bit early but dust anyway

yes, yes so (X2)

get up on it like this (X3)

Check it, yo!

I always hit the tape with a rough road style
You heard the psychdelic and ya came from miles
Keep my rhymes thick like a Danish brew
So you could call be black and tan when I'm a wreckin' a crew
I'm like Billy White when he's in Tangiers
I'm out on the sole surviving with my Beatnik peers
Analog reel and a little distortion
Smokin' on somethin' s'you could say I'm scorchin'

And I just hope that you can...can...can...

I look to the future it makes me cry

And I just hope that you can forgive us
But everything must go...go...go...go...

Back with another one of those block rockin' beats...
We're about ready to rock-steady

I'm yours, you're mine
I'm yours, you're mine
Come on your ???

You're the devil in me I brought in from the cold
You said your body was young but your mind was very old
You're coming on strong and I like the way
The visions we had have faded away
You're part of a life I've never had
I'll tell you that it's just too bad (X5)

You're coming on strong
You're showing your colour
Like a setting sun

Get up on it
get up on it like this (X4)

you are a bit early, but dust (?) anyway

get up on it like this (X3)

Sunday morning I'm waking up
Can't even focus on a coffee cup
Don't even know who's bed I'm in
Where do I start
Where do I begin (X2)

Where do I start
Where do I begin (X4)

Sunday morning I'm waking up
Can't even focus on a coffee cup
Don't even know who's bed I'm in
Where do I start
Where do I begin

Where do I start
Where do I begin (X12)

Through my diseased eyes
I'm sinful, sly
I can't stop stealing
I will pay the price of being a thief
When I stop breathing

If you could see what I can see
Feel what I feel
When my head is on fire
When I'm a burning wheel

Through my bleeding eyes
I'm filthy, fly
I crawl with insects
I'm anaesthetized
I'm demonized
Caught in the vortex

Repeat Chorus

I see, I feel, I see, I feel

Sun so bright that I'm nearly blind
Cool cos I'm wired and I'm out of my mind
Warms the dope running down my spine
But I don't care 'bout you and I've got nothing to do
Free as the warmth in the air that I breathe
Even freer than DMT
Feel the warmth of the sun in me
But I don't care 'bout you and I've got nothing to do
Love in the middle of the afternoon
Just me, my spike in my arm and my spoon

I'm tellin ya, I can not wait for this band to come on,
because I've got a few left over here,
I'm gonna dance with their own shockin' feel and I'm a foreign
man so Irvine, I'll bring it home...a one two....I'm gonna have another sound
check,
and then we're sending for the Chemical Brothers...
y'all want the Chemical Brothers?...
aic aiChemical brothers,

La tristesse durera
Scream to a sigh, to a sigh

La tristesse durera
Scream to a sigh, to a sigh

I see liberals
I am just a fashion accessory
People send postcards
And they all hope I'm feeling well
I retreat into self-pity, it's so easy
Where they patronise my misery

La tristesse durera
Scream to a sigh, to a sigh

La tristesse durera
Scream to a sigh, to a sigh

I sold my medal
It paid a bill

It doesn't matter (X?)

get up on itget up on it like this (X4)you are a bit early, but dust (?) anywayget up on it like this (X3)

Days like this are sweet

I'm talking in my sleep

I think you're goin soft

I know its stiff for me
And Saturdays are short

I'm walkin with my dog

A (lie's a canyon size)?

Break up home there's nothing (bound and left)?

Longer that I love

Break up home there's nothing wrong with me

I'm driving in the sun

It's a hell of a way down south

There are no lyrics :) The song is wordless.

No way of knowing if she's ever coming back

No way of knowing if I care or not

No way of knowing if she's right or if she's wrong

No way of knowing if I'll carry on
And I'm alive

And I'm alone

And I've never wanted to be either of those

(X2)

And she shines

And she shines for me

she shines for me....

No way of knowing if she's ever coming back

New idea, new idea

New idea, new idea

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The brother's gonna work it out x 20

(Yo man, you guys are mean)
(You know that)
(Yo man, you guys are mean)
(You know that)
(Yo man, you guys are mean)
(You know that)

The brother's gonna work it out x 7

(Yo man, you guys are mean)
(You know that)
(Yo man, you guys are mean)
(You know that)
(Yo man, you guys are mean)
(You know that)