Andrew said that the rebel cause was dead
We all go drinking with a friend of ours instead
For he's a wallet full of deadly diabolical
Cheap substitutes for solid gold
We each must try to swallow whole
And it's a flavor you can savor and enjoy unto the last drop
It's a fever for the labors, employers, and the masked guards
And if you don't know by now, then don't ask us

Ho ho, ah oh, oho oho woh

Me and Andrew, we were outside of the mansion
We were digging, we were digging
We were digging and we were dancing
[?] pleading hands
As we worked the wee hours way back where we began
The dark's so bristle and the sea of Egypt sands
Where we lugged the broken mountain back and forth to feed the fan
Sometimes I feel right, but even then

Ho ho, ah oh, oho oho woh
Hey hey hai