I'm gettin' down on a dead man's soul
I'm gettin' up for another hit
You should've told me you didn't give a ****

You didn't pay the utilities
You didn't leave me the red guitar
And all my laundry is piled up in your car

Look out below you
There's nothing at all, just
A hole in the world
And then you're crawlin'

There's a hole in the world
And then you're fallin'
Through a hole in the world
The proverbial hole, the perennial hole

I'd rather live in a little box
Than be the queen of the Amazon
And eat peyote until my mind is gone

Look out below you
There's nothing at all, just
A hole in the world
And then you're crawlin'

There's a hole in the world
And then you're fallin'
Through a hole in the world
The proverbial hole, the perennial hole

Just a hole in the world
And then you're crawlin'
There's a hole in the world
And then you're fallin'
Through a hole in the world

And then you're crawlin'
And then you're fallin'
And then you're slippin'
And then you're drippin'

Through a hole in the world
There's a hole in the world
Through a hole in the world
The proverbial hole, the perennial hole

Just a hole in the world
And then you're crawlin'

There's a hole in the world
And then you're fallin'
Through a hole in the world
The proverbial hole, the perennial hole

Just a hole in the world
And then you're trippin'