Through the Hole
I was born when they tapped on the moon
I knew no innocence no golden spoon
With less worth for a place in the rat race
Desperate smile in my sad mama's fat face
For some substance I left my home town
I went away and just out of tune
I fell down on my feet
I felt so incomplete
I just found a hole
in the bottom of my soul
Played my four-string day in and day out
Became a banjo pop star all about
Seven cars and diamond rings
Friend and girls and all such things
I could not stand to be alone
But no heart in the crowd just booze in the jar
and no crowd anymore when money ran out so far
I fell down on my face
I fell through trhe space
I fell through the hole
in the bottom of my soul
I went crazy all shit hit the fan
Lost my name, well I killed a man
Burned out mind and a heart full of beer
My bed for night it was shame, it was fear
But then one morning a flickering light
In the rain from the right side well it hit my eyes
And I realized it must be a loving god
or some stuff like that and then
I fell down on my knees
Lord please, end this misery
He pulled me through the hole
in the bottom of my soul
Now you people listen carefully
A soul in holes that is no tragedy
Shall it ever happens to your soul
Don't waste your time trying to fill the hole
Cause if the hole is really deep enough
It will be a subway for your loving god
It will be a subway for his grace
And he'll pull you through
So fall down on your knee
May Lord end your misery
He will oull yout through the hole
in the bottom of your soul
Bottom, bottom, bottom of your soul
Bottom, bottom, bottom there is a hole
Bottom, bottom, there is a hole
At the bottom of your soul
But the Lord he will pull you through
The Lord, the Lord he will pull you through
I knew no innocence no golden spoon
With less worth for a place in the rat race
Desperate smile in my sad mama's fat face
For some substance I left my home town
I went away and just out of tune
I fell down on my feet
I felt so incomplete
I just found a hole
in the bottom of my soul
Played my four-string day in and day out
Became a banjo pop star all about
Seven cars and diamond rings
Friend and girls and all such things
I could not stand to be alone
But no heart in the crowd just booze in the jar
and no crowd anymore when money ran out so far
I fell down on my face
I fell through trhe space
I fell through the hole
in the bottom of my soul
I went crazy all shit hit the fan
Lost my name, well I killed a man
Burned out mind and a heart full of beer
My bed for night it was shame, it was fear
But then one morning a flickering light
In the rain from the right side well it hit my eyes
And I realized it must be a loving god
or some stuff like that and then
I fell down on my knees
Lord please, end this misery
He pulled me through the hole
in the bottom of my soul
Now you people listen carefully
A soul in holes that is no tragedy
Shall it ever happens to your soul
Don't waste your time trying to fill the hole
Cause if the hole is really deep enough
It will be a subway for your loving god
It will be a subway for his grace
And he'll pull you through
So fall down on your knee
May Lord end your misery
He will oull yout through the hole
in the bottom of your soul
Bottom, bottom, bottom of your soul
Bottom, bottom, bottom there is a hole
Bottom, bottom, there is a hole
At the bottom of your soul
But the Lord he will pull you through
The Lord, the Lord he will pull you through
Credits
Writer(s): Dirk Otten
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Other Album Tracks
- Gates of Heaven
- Through the Hole
- The Moonshiner (feat. Remco Reed)
- Merchandise Song
- Dead Dog on a Highway
- Wayfaring Stranger
- Kingdom It Will Come - Single Version
- Waiting at the Turnpike
- In My Time of Dying (feat. Anto Macaroni)
- Lord Must Fix My Soul
All Album Tracks: Best of - Seine schönsten Melodien 2008-2014 >
Altri album
- Weihnachten im Emsland
- Cuxhaven
- Nacht wie ein Messer
- At the Limbo
- I Am a Stranger Here Below
- Eating Meatballs on a Blood-Stained Matress in a Huggy Bear Motel
- Best of - Seine schönsten Melodien 2008-2014
- In My Time of Dying / Folsom Prison Blues / Away
- In My Time of Dying/Folsom Prison Blues/Away
- Live in Melbourne
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