I was standing in line Detroit Snackbar Dreamer I'd take whatever you have Half way into her bag One foot in front of the other Roller skate on the sand Oohoo ooh ooh ohh Dig a hole in the dirt Maharishi, my man Business stratagy planner Oh Supply and demand Yeah Rest your skull in his hand Give yourself to the temple of true oblivion Oohoo ooh ooh ohh Dig a hole in the dirt For what it is worth Dig a whole in the dirt Do your thing, but who's counting At the core of the earth? I was standing in line Detroit snack, but dreamer There was no one around No