Digging a Hole

Settle back and take a viewpoint

Heard before in wooden rooms

Hatred of authority begins with

Doing what you're told to do

When advice replaces orders

Hatred slowly turns to caution

Caution fades with interaction

Agreement - repetition - slogan

Waving slightly the banner cries

'There's no room left to advertise

Nothing left to advertise'

In all direction seeing signs

Of struggles lost to compromise

Sometimes it seems like the problem's

So deep that the digging's getting nowhere

Sometimes we have to find solutions

No more distractions

We're digging a hole

Just to make sure

Just to make sure

We're digging a hole

Just to make sure

Just to make sure

We're digging a hole

Has it got to the point where the problems are gone to the surface once dug up and revealed?

Are they so in our face that they've come to replace the things that we used to call 'real'?

Has it got to the point where the problems are gone because they got questioned and discussed?

Has it really all changed for the better these days? Imagine a 'Veggies'R'us'

Acceptance is static retention

Of orders delivered on masse

We put ourselves outside the picture

But still sit reflecting on glass

So when the institutions call

Check your conscience before you open the door

Be happy knowing who you are

And still digging holes

Just to make sure

Just to make sure

We know what we're talking about

We're still digging holes

Just to make sure

Just to make sure

We know what we found down here

Still digging holes

Still digging holes