How far i remember the day i 've lost my wife i thought that losing
her was the end of my life but i held on and i thought there was
something better than sinking like a stone so i became a grave
digger staying home living alone dropping tears in my own i do have
never known where these voices came from as sweet as the morn they
were just saying : "son, hey there's work to be done among coffins
and bones" then all over the years 'buried pounds of corpses 'saw
gallons of tears and drunk thousands of beers i buried some lawyers
i buried some junkies i buried some preachers i buried some bitches
i buried my mother i buried my sister i buried some miners i buried
gravediggers old enough to give in, i am diggin' your vault and in
the state i'm in, you may think it's not yours digging deeper and
deeper as you're getting ever colder anyhow you can rave, i won't
fall in the grave for the rest of my years, i'll bury pounds of
corpses 'see gallons of tears and 'drink thousands of beers i'll
bury your lawyers i'll bury your junkies i'll bury your preachers
i'll bury your bitches i'll bury your Queen i'll bury your mother
i'll bury your king oh i'll bury your brother yes i'll bury you
dreamers and bury your teachers and bury you friend and i'll bury
yes i'll bury you Heroes and bury your singers and bury you Kings
and i'll bury... grave diggers...... Matmatah - The Grave Digger
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