Lyrics

Dig everything Dig everything I've... Got the village that I love I walk along beside the garbage men I dig everything I wave to the policemen, but they don't wave back They don't dig anything (dig anything) I ain't had a job for a year or more I don't own a thing (don't own a thing) Everything's fine, I dig everything Everything's fine, I dig everything Dig! (Every) (Everything) (Every) Dig everything (Every) (Everything) (Every) Dig everything I feed the lions in Trafalgar Square I dig everything I sit just behind my window, till my cigarette's low I dig everything Got a backstreet room in the bad part of town I dig everything (dig everything) I see people in the street below, who don't know where they're going They don't dig anything (dig anything) Everything's fine, I dig everything Everything's fine, I dig everything I've got more friends than I've had hot dinners Some of them were losers, but the rest of them are winners Rick, John, Sally, a connection named Paul Holy law and money, their intentions are tall We smoke and talk in my room We dig everything (Every) (Everything) (Every) Dig everything (Every) (Everything) (Every) Dig everything I've... Made myself at home I made good friends with the time-check girl Other end of the phone All the movies show (that I dig everything) I sunbathe for love (that I dig everything) Even when it's not hot (that I dig everything) 'Cause I dig everything (that I dig everything) Everything's fine, I dig everything Everything's fine, I dig everything Yeah! (Every) (Everything) (Every) Dig everything (yeah, yeah) (Every) (Everything) (Every) Dig everything (yeah, yeah) (Every) (Everything) (Every) Dig everything (Every) (Everything) (Every) Dig everything
Writer(s): David Bowie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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