Текст: At The Drive In. For Now... We Toast.

Well, it's hit or miss
Upon the gate walls
Are the guards asleep?
Bayonets and all

Well, the search light is coming
We built this tunnel
We shovel with our hands

Dig just a little bit
The camp is vast asleep
Library laundromats

Inside the dirty sheets
You got to
Dig just a little bit

Soup kitchen feeds
Lines of stubble and marrow
A book of matches
Guides us home

Do they have our scent?
Will we go home?
We shovel with our hands

Dig just a little bit
The camp is vast asleep
Library laundromats

Dig just a little bit
The camp is vast asleep
Library laundromats

Live just a little bit
Dakota fields will beg
Meet you on the other side
Dig just a little bit

They steamrolled past the lobby
Did you trip on your shoelace untied?
(It's in the past)
And now we toast

They steamrolled past the lobby
Did you trip on your shoelace untied?
(It's in the past)
And now we toast

Dig just a little bit
The camp is vast asleep
Library laundromats

Dig just a little bit
The camp is vast asleep
Library laundromats

Dig just a little bit
Dakota fields will beg
Meet you on the other side

Winnipeg's a forest
Where the search and seizure hid
Wanted for the crime of the disease that you give
Wanted for the crime of the disease that you give