Bonedigger

[Verse 1]
We clipped the tail and he does not forget
And cut his claws to kitchen feet
Here is a mark of my legless interest
A living lump collar and keep

[Pre-Chorus]
Will it hold your hand?
Will it hold your hand?
Feel the wounds that I have?
Feel the wounds that I have?

[Chorus]
Bonedigger, bonedigger
Bonedigger, bonedigger
Heart in the valley, his heart in the valley
I never, I never
I never, I never
Heart in the valley, his heart in the valley
Bonedigger, bonedigger
Bonedigger, bonedigger
Heart in the valley, his heart in the valley
I never, I never
I never, I never
Heart in the valley, his heart in the valley

[Instrumental]

[Verse 2]
We cut the claws, and he does not forget
The simplest unmuzzled way
Now he is packless and human instead (He is packless)
No common tongue or thing to say
We split the litter and he does not forget
Sleeping in piles and nuzzling
Once we decided which creature to get
His useless mother, she did nothing

[Pre-Chorus]
Will it hold your hand?
Will it hold your hand?
Feel the wounds that I have?
Feel the wounds that I have?

[Chorus]
Bonedigger, bonedigger
Bonedigger, bonedigger
Heart in the valley, his heart in the valley
I never, I never
I never, I never
Heart in the valley, his heart in the valley
Bonedigger, bonedigger
Bonedigger, bonedigger
Heart in the valley, his heart in the valley
I never, I never
I never, I never
Heart in the valley, his heart in the valley

[Bridge]
All of you, all of you eat
All of you, do-do do-do do-do do-do doh
I feast alone, I feast alone
I feast alone, do-do do-do do-do do-do doh
All of you, all of you eat
All of you, do-do do-do do-do do-do doh
I feast alone, I feast alone
I feast alone, do-do do-do do-do do-do doh

[Outro]
He’s at the bottom of us, he's at the bottom of us
He’s at the bottom of us, he's at the bottom of us
Tips the bowl, tips the bowl
Tips the bowl, tips the bowl
He’s at the bottom of us, he's at the bottom of us
He’s at the bottom of us, he's at the bottom of us
Tips the bowl, tips the bowl
Tips the bowl, tips the bowl
He tips the bowl low, he tips the bowl low
He tips the bowl low, he tips the bowl low
And the pat hand could convey nothing
And likewise, the lick is not love