Where does the money go

You only reap half of what you sew

What do you think you know

Open your eyes and see whats in store

Cmon and dig, dig a little more, dig till you find what you're looking for

Then dig some more

Time is runnin out

Ceases to rain and on come a drought

All of the fish are starting to drown

And all the birds are flyin south

Cmon and dig, dig a little more, dig till you find what you're lookin for

And then dig some more

Information overload

Takes a hold of you and me

They make it hard to find the time

They make it hard to dig real deep

Cmon and dig, dig a little more, dig till you find what you're looking for

And then dig some more