Half-Man / Half-Mole Songtext
von Chris Knox

I dunno who I′d trust with my time
Now I'm off the hard climb
That wasted all those years
All that I know would take up one line
One sign, a thought defined
By tunnel-visioned fears

All that I know is that I want to speak my mind
All that I want is to be part of humankind


Gimme a spade, I′ll dig my own hole
On a blind roll, were-mole
Dirty little eyes
Get off my back, I'll go down easy
Leave me, don't grieve me
Don′t stretch out your goodbyes

All that I want is to be left here on my own
All that I need is to be rendered into bone

I dunno how you smile like you do
Yes, you must be voodoo
To keep your mouth that wide
Sell me your secret herbs and spices
Crisis after crisis
Has left me southern-fried

All that I know is that I used to be so green
Now all I know is that I don′t know what I mean