Grease Box 歌词

Dig, dig deep for yourself Dig, dig deep for your soul Dig, dig deep dark black abyss Dig, dig deep bury you a soul What the hell's it mean? And I said: Hey, you're looking at me What the hell's it mean? Six dead horses chase you down Fourteen guns in your own town Thirteen men run after you Ten million babies your dad gave you Like the little beast in a smokened room Sat writhing in pain all afternoon Salt from his tears bringing the blood to the surface Like dark haired fears make their way to the surface What the hell's it mean? And I said: Hey, you're looking at me What the hell's it mean? And you don't have to stand Stand by me And you don't have to stand Stand by me And you don't have to stand Stand by me What the hell's it mean? And I said: Hey, you're looking at me What the hell's it mean? Like the little beast in a smokened room Sat writhing in pain all afternoon Salt from his tears bringing the blood to the surface Like dark haired fears make their way to the surface Just the sight of the belt makes his kids start to sting Then one day we're feeling everything Trees outside weather the bark on the wood Like the callous on your heart dropped place where it stood What the hell's it mean? And I said: Hey, you're looking at me What the hell's it mean? And you don't have to stand Stand by me And you don't have to stand Stand by me And you don't have to stand Stand by me