Lyrics:

there is this old woman,
she lives down the road,
you can'm often find her...
..kneeling inside of her hole
and I often ask her
'are you looking for the mother lode?'
huh?
no.
no my child, this is not my desire
and then she said

I'm digging for fire (x4)

there is this old man...
...who spent so much of his life sleeping...
...that he is able to keep awake for the rest of his years
he resides
on a beach
in a town
where I am going to live
and I often ask him
'are you looking for the mother lode?'
huh?
no.
no my child, this is not my desire
and then he said...
...
...
I'm digging for fire (x4