the BBC? BB king, And Doris Day, Matt Busby. Dig it, dig it, dig it, Dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it.
the CIA And the BBC BB King And Doris Day Matt Busby Dig it, dig it, dig it Dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it
I'm no leader I'm just a mess It's not the way it's supposed to be It's just the way that it is I'm afraid we are all victims here And the one whose in
it that much? It's enough, it's enough It's enough, it's enough Enough, it's enough If you want it that much? It's enough, it's enough It's enough, it
it on, turn, turn it on You can turn it on, turn it into my song I want to turn it on, turn it all night long Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on, turn it
dig it dig it
point in the end But it?s better to waste your day Watching the scenery change at a comatose rate Than to put yourself in it and turn into one of those
at cha school Wherever you at, I talk it like I walk it, I walk it like I live it If you know the words, hit it, can you dig it sucka Since Harlem Heat
speak at cha school. Wherever you at, I talk it like I walk it, I walk it like I live it, If you know the words, hit it Can You Dig It Sucka! Since
I dig a pony Well, you can celebrate anything you want Yes, you can celebrate anything you want Oh! I do a road hog Well, you can penetrate any place
Doris Day, Matt Busby Dig it, dig it, dig it Dig it, dig it, dig it (That was 'Can You Dig It' by Georgie Wood) Dig it, dig it, dig it (And now we'd
hear it fear it can't get near it got a sample didn't clear it Point Blank says, "Fuck five-oh!" That's the spirit Cheer it, spat out, the fat that I
Dig it) Dig it up, oh, oh (Ohh) Dig it up, oh, oh (dig it) Dig it up, oh, oh (Ohh) Dig it up, oh, oh (Dig it) Dig it up, oh, oh (Ohh) Dig it up, oh, oh
lose or if you win it Hey the chicks dig it Oh yeah The chicks dig it The chicks dig it Hey, yeah The chicks dig it
I'm no leader, I'm just a mess It's not the way it's supposed to be It's just the way that it is I'm afraid we are all victims here And that the one who
devotion Could you dig it, dig it, dig it? Could you dig bein' mine forever? Could you love me, love me love me, tell me you would? Could you dig it
Lay your love on the fire when you come on in I got my heebee-jeebees in a hidden bag Tell me what you desire and we'll bag it up, high Someone tell
