Tonart: E minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Dig yourself, Lazarus
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Dig yourself, Lazarus
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Dig yourself, back in that hole
Verse 2
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Larry made his nest up in
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the autumn branches
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Built from nothing but high
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hopes and thin air
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Collected up some baby
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blasted mothers
They took their chances
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and for a while
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They lived quite happily up there
Verse 3
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He came from New York City man
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But he couldn't take the pace
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He thought it was like a dog
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eat dog world
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But he went to San Francisco
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Spent a year in outer space
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With a sweet little San Franciscan girl
Verse 4
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And a whole lot of scraping of chairs
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Verse 5
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I don't know what it is
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But there's definitely something
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go ing on upstairs
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Dig yourself, Lazarus
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Dig yourself, Lazarus
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Dig yourself, back in that
hole (I want you to dig)
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(I want you to dig)
Verse 6
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Well, yeah, New York City,
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he had to get out of there
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And San Francisco, well, I don't know
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where he spent about a day
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He thought even the pale
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sky-stars were were smart
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Enough to keep well away
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Verse 7
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Meanwhile Larry made
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up names for the ladies
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Like Ms Boo and Ms Quick
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He stockpiled weapons an
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d took pot shots in the air
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He feasted on their lovely
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bodies like a lunatic
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And wrapped himself up in
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Verse 8
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I can hear chants and incantations
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And some guy is mentioning
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me in his prayers
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Verse 9
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Well I don't know what it is
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But there's definitely something
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going on upstairs
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Dig yourself, Lazarus
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Dig yourself, Lazarus
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back in that hole (I want you to dig)
(I want you to dig)
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(I want you to dig)
Verse 10
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Well New York City Man
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San Francisco, LA, I don't know
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But Larry grew increasingly
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neurotic and obscene
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I mean, he, he never asked to
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be raised up from the tomb
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I mean no one ever actually asked him
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to forsake his dreams
Verse 11
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Anyway, to cut a long story short
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Fame finally found him
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Mirrors became his torturers
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Cameras snapped him at every chance
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The women all went back to their homes
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With secret smiles in the corners
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of their mouths
Verse 12
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He ended up, like so many of them do
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Back in the streets of New York City
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A slave
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Then the grave
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Oh poor Larry
Verse 13
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But what do we really know of the dead
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And who actually cares?
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Well I don't know what it is
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But there's definitely something
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going on upstairs
Verse 14
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Dig yourself, Lazarus
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back in that hole (I want you to dig)
Dig yourself, Lazarus
Dig yourself, Lazarus
Dig yourself, Lazarus
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Dig yourself,
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back in that (dig, that's right, dig)
Dig yourself, Lazarus
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Dig yourself, Lazarus
Dig yourself,
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back in that (I want you to dig)
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Dig yourself, Lazarus
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Dig yourself, Lazarus
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Dig yourself, back in that hole
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