His head is a big black hole
Full of big black things
And it sucks so hard
You could never miss the mark

True to form no one's ever seen anything come
Out, what a travesty, what a sad fate
Sigh. Someone get a band-aid please
We gotta get this guy a machine for his cranium

I mean I don't need
Maybe I don't heed what I need
This never really goes anywhere

We dug a hole
And put our heads in it
We dug a hole
We dug a hole
And put our heads in

This winter did come too quick and brought
With it not enough hot spiced cider or cinnamon toast

You never think you'd notice
But when you got a dead star
Sucking up photons in your brain
Things start to change
But for the record let me say
It's not his fault that things never change
And summer is always too short

He's doing real good for a guy
With a black hole in his head
And you'll never meet him anyway

We dug a hole
And put our heads in it
We dug a hole
We dug a hole
And put our heads in it
We dug a hole
(We dug a hole)