Lyrics:

There was an earthquake on the Fourth of July
Something inside you was shaken by that
Fireworks display over the mountainside
You couldn't get those swingin' lights out of your mind

But don't cry, demolition baby
Always blowin' it up
And getting so stuck
Both hands in the dirt

Well, I heard they tore that factory down
Only thing that big you felt safe around, the
Beauty in all that machinery
Pumping in all its autonomy
It calmed your mind
It showed you time

But don't cry, demolition baby
Always blowin' it up
And getting so stuck

I see you diggin' a foundation
Waiting for the world to go by
So you might as well try
Both hands in the dirt
So you might as well try
Both hands in the dirt (So you might as well try)
Both hands in the dirt (So you might as well try)
Both hands in the dirt (So you might as well try)
Both hands in the dirt

Th?re was an earthquake on th? Fourth of July
Something inside you was shaken by that
Fireworks display over the mountainside