Well…
Well, well, well…
What’re we doing tomorrow?
Pick by the doorway
Boots on the floor
Swore when I got home
I wouldn’t leave anymore
Then somebody walked in
With a map and a grin
Said, “You ain’t gonna believe
What I just found out there…”
Aw, man.
Here we go again.
Tomorrow we dig again!
(Dig again!)
Don’t know where
Don’t know when
Down through the dirt
Straight through the stone
Find something strange
And drag it back home
We said we were done
But you know how that’s gonna end
Tomorrow…
We dig again!
Got plenty of diamonds
Don’t need anymore
Got seventeen chests
And no room on the floor
Don’t need more copper
Don’t need more coal
Don’t need another mysterious hole
How deep’s the hole?
Get my pick.
Tomorrow we dig again!
(Dig again!)
Don’t know where
Don’t know when
Down through the dirt
Straight through the stone
Find something strange
And drag it back home
We said we were done
But you know how that’s gonna end
Tomorrow…
We dig again!
We got food?
(We do)
Torches?
(Sure do)
Extra pick?
(Just in case)
Know where we’re going?
(No, sir)
Good.
Tomorrow we dig again!
(Dig again!)
Round another corner
And back again
Under a mountain
Over a hill
Say we’re done digging
But we never will!
There’s always another
Bad idea waiting, my friend
Tomorrow!
Tomorrow!
Tomorrow we dig again!
(Dig again!)
One more tunnel!
(Dig again!)
One more cave!
(Dig again!)
One more
…is that lava?