[Verse 1]
Like the flowers, like the bees
Like the woodlands and the trees
I like the Byrds on their LP's
And I'm a refugee

[Chorus]
Wanna be a mole in a hole digging low and slow
Wanna be a fly flying high in the sky
Wanna be a mole in a hole digging low and slow
Wanna be a fly flying high in the sky

[Verse 2]
I had a friend who had a friend in Jesus
He used to read the good book every day
But my friend got so friendly with friend Jesus
Friend Jesus took my only friend away

[Chorus]
Wanna be a mole in a hole digging low and slow
Wanna be a fly flying high in the sky
Wanna be a mole in a hole digging low and slow
Wanna be a fly flying high in the sky

[Verse 3]
Well my feet are smelly and my hair's a mess
My teeth are yellow and I've got bad breath
I may look great but I feel like death
And I'm a refugee
[Chorus]
Wanna be a mole in a hole digging low and slow
Wanna be a fly flying high in the sky
Wanna be a mole in a hole digging low and slow
Wanna be a fly flying high in the sky

[Verse 4]
My friend he was as wise as Mister Wise Owl
He could count from one to ten, from A to Z
My friend he was so wise he got religion
That's why I'm alive today and he is dead

[Chorus]
Wanna be a mole in a hole digging low and slow
Wanna be a fly flying high in the sky
Wanna be a mole in a hole digging low and slow
Wanna be a fly flying high in the sky