Beijing

I'm digging a hole

In my back yard

I hit rock and sprung water

I dove in

And ended up in Beijing

Stole me a bike

Joined up with the monks

Because silence

Is worth more these days

Oh Than AOL Time Warner

Or Martha Stewart stocks

If you can get it

Grab as much as you can

And hide it in your basement

For the next disaster

Silence for the next disaster

Oh and my guitar

Sounds so good

Because I can't tell you why

And if distance makes the heart grow fonder

Then oh look at you and I yea

Look at you and I

If you can get it

Grab as much as you can

And hide it in your basement

For the next disaster

A little perfection

During your disaster

So bring me down

To where I can't see

I'll pray for some medicine

Explain to you I'm lost

You said you're not lost you're free

You said you're free baby

You're free

You said you're free

If you can get it

Grab as much as you can

Hide it in your basement

For the next disaster

Yea during your disasters

I'm digging a hole,

Yea I'm digging a hole