His head is a big black hole
Full of big black things
And it sucks so hard
You could never miss the mark

True to form, no one's ever seen anything come out
What a travesty, what a sad fate
Sigh, someone get a band-aid please
We gotta get this guy a machine for his cranium

I mean I don't think
Maybe I don't hear what i need
This never really goes anywhere

We dug a hole
And put our heads in it
We dug a hole
We dug a hole
And put our heads in

This winter day comes too quick and brought
with it not enough hot spiced cider or cinnamon toast

You'd never think they'd notice but when you got a death star
sucking up photons in your brain
things start to change

And for the record let me say
It's not his fault that things never change
And summer is always too short

He's doing real good for a guy with a black hole in his head
And you'll never meet him anyway

We dug a hole
And put our heads in it
We dug a hole
We dug a hole
And put our heads in it
We dug a hole
(We dug a hole)