His head is a big black hole Full of big black things And it sucks so hard You could never miss the mark True to form, no one's ever seen anything come out What a travesty, what a sad fate Sigh, someone get a band-aid please We gotta get this guy a machine for his cranium I mean I don't think Maybe I don't hear what i need This never really goes anywhere We dug a hole And put our heads in it We dug a hole We dug a hole And put our heads in This winter day comes too quick and brought with it not enough hot spiced cider or cinnamon toast You'd never think they'd notice but when you got a death star sucking up photons in your brain things start to change And for the record let me say It's not his fault that things never change And summer is always too short He's doing real good for a guy with a black hole in his head And you'll never meet him anyway We dug a hole And put our heads in it We dug a hole We dug a hole And put our heads in it We dug a hole (We dug a hole)