Dig for Fire

There is this old woman

She lives down the road

You can often find her

Kneeling inside of her hole

And I'll often ask her

Are you lookin' for a motherlode?

Huh? No

No, my child

This is not my desire

And then she said

I'm diggin' for fire

I'm diggin' for fire

I'm diggin' for fire

I'm diggin' for fire

(I'm diggin' for fire)

This is this old man who spent so much of his life sleepin'

That he is able to keep awake for the rest of his years

He resides

On a beach

In a town

Where I am goin' to live

And I often ask her

Are you lookin' for the motherlode?

Huh? No

No, my child

This is not my desire

And then he said

I'm diggin' for fire

I'm diggin' for fire

I'm diggin' for fire

(Fire, fire)

I'm diggin' for fire

I'm diggin' for fire

Fire, fire

I'm diggin' for fire

I'm diggin' for fire

(Fire, for fire)

For fire

(For fire, for fire)

For fire

I'm diggin' for (Dig)