Hole Songtext
von Spot

In the ground there are these holes that I keep tripping over
I can walk right by the smelly remnants long left over
In the sky I watch as clouds are drifting by, I wonder

I wonder what they think about
A stinking hole to watch as clouds
Still nobody screams out loud

In the street there are these people I keep tripping over
In the fields there are the open spaces there to blunder
Into pain though I head men are shaking hands in laughter

I wonder what they laugh about
A stinking hole to watch as clouds
Many in rags to shaking hands I′d like to see their ticking hands


I'm ready for this house to fall
The carings gone and death is all

In an office, man I′m hurrying to up the numbers
I can hear the meager wages slipping through the fingers
On this day the masses turn from helplessness to fury

I wonder what they think about
A stinking hole to watch as clouds
Our years of servitude for not, unthankfulness for what they got

I'm ready for this house to fall
The carings is gone and death is all, yeah

I'm ready for this house to fall
The carings is gone and death is all

The carings gone
Death is all, hell