Вершы: The Wolfgang Press. Dig A Hole.

Don't build up, I'm built strong
Don't turn around, I'm not that tough
Shimmy shimmy on the floor
Someone grows on my fears so what?

Don't build up, I'm built strong
Don't turn around, I'm not that tough
Shimmy, shimmy on the floor
Someone grows on [Incomprehensible] so what?

Pooka, pooka, don't stop
Blackheads, white tongue
Don't give into my submission

I wash my feet, they're talking all day
I wash my lies, they're squanking all day
Some people fall in love
Some people just get on my nerves

Some days I dig a hole
Some days I j-j-jump in it
Water, water won't stop
Fire, fire won't stop

Don't build up, I'm built strong
Don't turn around, I'm not that tough
Shimmy, shimmy on the floor, someone

Who said that I was to blame?
And who said that I had no shame?
Who said that we were hip now?
And who said that we were it now?

And who said that I had no shame?
And who said that I'm to blame?
And who said that we were hip now?
Who said that we were it now?