In a shady place I dig a hole
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To sow the seeds of this brave soul.
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I strain my back,
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while mother earth
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commenced the pain of giving birth.
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Like perverts words
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I'm strung together.
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To make some pervert god feel better
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My hopes and my sins,
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cannot erase this
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SHOCK!
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SHOCK ME!
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If I get home I'll kiss the ground,
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and curse the hopes that held me down.
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If I get home I'll tend the fields
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Caress the earth beneath my heals.
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SHOCK!
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SHOCK ME!
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In a shady place I dig a hole.
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To sow the seeds of this brave soul.
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Beneath the tree it's old as sin
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I return to work again
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I turn the stones
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from earth's embrace
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With the sweat and tears upon my face
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My hopes and my sins
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or the many years
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SHOCK!
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SHOCK ME!
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shock.
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Dig A Hole
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