In a sweater poorly knit, and an unsuspecting smile Little Moses drifts downstream in the Nile A fumbling reply -- an awkward, rigid laugh I'm carried helpless by my floating basket raft
and they’ll just dig, dig, dig until they can't get out and dying dirty digging for treasure but as for me I’m giving up and I'll take my bow and focus on my treasure forever yes, I know that my treasure is heaven