The Connells
Burial Art
Close enough to peel it off
Slate gray, any day
Winding down and brought to ground
Slate gray year

Nothing much but it's enough
Just hangin' around
Wear it plain like cellophane
Strange, strange

That's when you lift me
Miss amphetamine
That's what you give me

You like burial art, me too
You've been fallin' apart, me too
If you don't bruise, then I might amuse
So dig me, dig me, dig me now

Just enough to throw things off
Same lame runaround
Winding down and run to ground
Same lame year

Nothing much but it's enough
Just hangin' around
Wearing thin and caving in
Strange, strange...
That's when you show me
Miss demonstrative
That's how you'll know mе

You like burial art, me too
You've been fallin' apart, mе too
And you don't learn, but I'm not concerned
So dig me, dig me, dig me...

[guitar solo]

You like burial art, me too
You've been fallin' apart, me too
And you don't bruise, and I might amuse
So dig me, dig me, dig me now

You like burial art, me too
You've been fallin' apart, me too
And you don't learn, but I'm not concerned
So dig me, dig me, dig me now
So dig me, dig me, dig me now
So dig me, dig me, dig me...