It’s been buried down to five-foot-eleven.
One hundred to one inch odds it’s been given.
It’s like fool’s gold, except the fool’s lost his shine.
It’s a time capsule left with no sign.
And how will you find it.
Dig down deep and excavate.
It might still survive if it don’t suffocate.
It’s a coffin with the water table for a lid.
It seemed so secure but now where’s it hid?
And do you want to go there?
Dig down deep and excavate.
It might still survive if it don’t suffocate.
Dig down, dig deep and find it.
Pick it up, dust it off, shine it.
Make a wish now – you’ve got to mean it.
Ain’t going back now you’ve seen it.
It’s a canary and there ain’t much air left in the mine.
But it’s worth the price for what you might find.
And the only way is down.
Dig down deep and excavate.
It might still survive if it don’t suffocate.
Dig down, dig deep and find it.
Pick it up, dust it off, shine it.
Make a wish now – you’ve got to mean it.
Ain’t going back now you’ve seen it. Oh yeah.