Black Hole

I've been digging this grave, but now that it's made I see that black is one hell of a colour Want to break out so I start to shout But the mortician's returned to his parlour Black hole Black hole Wrapped in my shroud upstairs, the music's so loud That I can't concentrate on my sorrow Let down my hair and find something to wear And then dance myself into tomorrow Black hole Black hole I'm in a hole here and all I can see Are these grey walls that are closing in on me Throw me a ladder, lend me an arm Beam me up Scotty, lift me from harm Oh why, why deep holes? Oh why, why deep holes? Oh I love my holes (Oh why, why deep holes?) Black hole Black hole I'm in a hole here and all I can see Are these grey walls that are closing in on me Throw me a ladder, lend me an arm Beam me up Scotty, lift me from harm Oh why, why deep holes? Oh why, why deep holes? Oh I love my holes Black hole Black hole If the weather would change these clouds might blow away And my body'd be wrapped up in sunshine I want out of this wind that is wearing me thin Blasting my flesh to the marrow Blasting my flesh to the marrow Why dig holes? Why deep holes? Why dig holes? Why deep holes? Why dig holes? Why deep holes? Why dig holes? Why deep holes? Why dig holes? Black hole Why deep holes? Black hole Why dig holes? Black hole Why deep holes? Black hole Why dig holes? Why deep holes? Why dig holes? Why deep holes? Why dig holes? Why deep holes? Why dig holes? Why deep holes?