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hole
lyrics by Penelope Houston, music by Penelope Houston and Chuck Prophet

You've got a hole in the shape of a bottle
Take a big thirsty swallow but you can't fill it up
You've got a hole in the shape of a needle
You spent every dollar but you never get enough

Do I have to shout, shout it out for you babe
can I cut through the blizzard of your pain?
Every night, every night I die and go to heaven
and every morning I'm born again

You got a hole in the shape of the Savior
Camped out on His doorstep but God wasn't at home
You got a hole in the shape of the Devil
You begged the Devil come over, but you're still all alone

Do I have to shout, shout it out for you babe
I can scream 'til I'm blue in the face
You're just looking to be whipped and spat on
I'm not the one to put you in your place

It's a long lonely road, and I'm not going with you
It's a hard place to be, I've already been there

I've got a hole in the shape of a daddy
got a little bitty seedling I'm going to grow my own
You've got a hole in the shape of a woman
I've got a shovel and a bucket of sand

Do I have to shout, shout it out for you babe
can I cut through the blizzard of your pain?
Every night, every night I die and go to heaven
and every morning I'm born again

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from The Pale Green Girl, released April 21, 2004

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