My Tunnels Are Long and Dark These Days

You, my friend Have nothing to fear, my friend You have nothing to fear, my friend Except for love We are moles, my friend We are just moles, my friend Blind against the dark That's where we belong The hungry crocodiles are dancing in the light But what's up there besides the darkness of the night? Forget them, friend You're better here, my friend Where the tunnels never end To love is to pretend Don't try to love yourself again That is the worst kind of pain We're not those kinds of freaks, amen! We're a different sort of breed of men Up there, they're drinking down the day They mix it with their Chardonnay They try to keep the dark at bay Down here the darkness stays The hungry crocodiles are dancing in the light But what's up there besides the darkness of the night?