Dig (Live at Candlestick Park)

Lyrics

[Intro] I'll tell you what right now and this ain't some fuckin' bullshit You guys have been in the fuckin' - definitely in the fucking top five audiences on this motherfuckin' tour I'm gonna say in the top fuckin' three, what do you think about that? Actually, fuck it, Metallica came from here, you're number one Can you go out of your fuckin' mind for me? All these fuckin' sick-ass pits have been down here today Right now, can you go that extra mile? Can you go out of your fuckin' mind right now? San Francisco, fuck you, can you dig it? Can you dig it? Bullshit, San Francisco, can you dig it? I wanna see everyone in this place go out of their fuckin' mind, come on Yeah, yeah, yeah Go, go, go, go, go, no [Chorus] Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I was [Verse 1] I would love to beat the face Of any motherfucker that's thinkin' they can change me White knuckles grip pushing through for the gold If you want a piece of me I broke the motherfuckin' mold [Pre-Chorus] I'm drowning in your wake Shit rubbed in my face Teething on concrete Gums bleeding [Chorus] Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I was [Verse 2] I struggle in violated space Sell out motherfuckers in the biz that try to fuck me Hang from their T's rated P.G. insight I ain't sellin' my soul when there's nothing to buy [Pre-Chorus] I'm livid in my space Pissing in my face Fuck you while you try To fuck me [Chorus] Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I was, you ain't fuckin' changing me [Post-Chorus] One last time, let me see your hands C'mon, motherfucker C'mon, motherfucker C'mon, motherfucker [Bridge] Let me help you tie the rope around your neck Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge Let me help you hold the Glock against your head Let me help you tie the rope around your neck Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge Let me help you hold the Glock against your head Let me help to chain the weights onto your legs Get on the plank, motherfucker [Chorus] Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I was slowly changing [Outro] Wish you were committing suicide Suckin' on a motherfuckin' tailpipe Dead man walking on a tight rope Limbless in the middle of a channel Bombs away Fuck yeah, we are Mudvayne, we'll see you next time Enjoy your fuckin' day of music, remember it's your fuckin' day Take care, man