Deep

Wahhhhhh yow!
On the edge of a windowsill
Ponders his maker; ponders his will
To the street below, he just ain't nothing
But he's got a great view
And he sinks the needle deep, oh

Oh! Can't touch the bottom
In too deep, eh
Uh huh, Can't touch the bottom, oh

On the edge of a know-nothing town
Feeling quite superior; the aged come
To the sky above he just ain't nothing
But he's got a great view
And he sinks the burning knife deep, oh

Hoo! Can't touch the bottom
In too deep, eh
Uh huh, can't touch the bottom
In too deep

Oh; Oh, uh; Oh, ah!

On the edge of a Christmas clean love
Young virgin, yeah from heaven; visiting hell
To the man above her, she just ain't nothing
And she doesn't like the view
She doesn't like the view; she doesn't like the view
But he sinks himself deep

Oh, can't touch the bottom
In too deep, eh
Uh huh, can't touch the bottom
Can't touch the bottom
Deep, eh

Oh, at the bottom, hey
Oh, at the bottom
Hey, hey; Oh, at the bottom
Hey, hey; Oh, at the bottom
Oh, at the bottom