There’s Talk of Mine Shafts

Lyrics

There's talk of mines where we can hide There's room for you and me inside Oh, Mariel, sweet apple pie You can't be shy, or close your eyes You talk of mines where we can hide Until the bombs and floods subside But that hole's a drag, it's not my bag It's dark and cold, and it smells like mold 'Cause there's a world beneath the earth It deals in blood and lives in dirt But we'll escape biblical fate Yeah, we'll be safe in a miner's grave