Fool me once
Fool me twice
Hit me up with another lie
Give me a reason
Some peace of mind
A fabrication from your sham supply
Oh you could dig up
I’m sure you could dig up
Oh, you could dig up a grave
And tell the corpse that it’s alive
Mine is yours
But Yours ain’t mine
You give me pennies and you call ‘em dimes
Give me a turd
And make it shine
Fool me again
Fool me one more time
Oh you could dig up
I’m sure you could dig up
Oh, you could dig up a grave
And tell the corpse that it’s alive
You’d scale the himalayas Just to call the earth flat
And I’ve seen my share of liars
But from
Oh you could dig up
I’m sure you could dig up
Oh, you could dig up a grave
And tell the corpse that it’s alive
Copyright 2015. Words and music by F.N. de Boer
