Lyrics:

Ashamed to be a Bonedigger, a Soul Sister, a born winner.
And maybe we are two sinners who go bigger but burn quicker.

The lies, the lies, the bullshit and the lies.

Like \'Oh, I could've died!\' Yeah, lucky to be alive.
I want truth and reason, clean and decent.
I want new school teachings, deeper meanings.

I thought I'd be a Bonedigger, a stone figure, a quick trigger.
But now I see a life richer, a nice picture. The lights flicker.

The lies, the lies, the bullshit and the lies.
Like \'Oh, I could've died!\' Lucky to be alive!
I want truth and reason, clean and decent.
I want new school teachings, ancient secrets and

Past lives. On television, on television. What competition is it?
Past lives. On television, on television. What competition is it?

Watching my past lives. Flipping through noble burials now.
Thinking 'bout cash buy. Thinking on old imperial grounds.

Now I need a Bonedigger to go deeper and sell cheaper.
The bottoms steep but not evil. The real people who live simple.

The lies, the lies, the bullshit and the lies.
Like \'Oh, I could've died!\' Yeah, lucky to be alive.
I want truth and reason, clean and decent.
I want new school teachings, ancient secrets and

Past lives. On television, on television. What competition is it?
Past lives. On television, on television. What competition is it?

Watching my past lives. Flipping through noble burials now.
Thinking 'bout cash buy. Thinking on old imperial grounds.