Tower

Sweet downcast, sweet downcast

Sweet downcast needs to take a seat

Sweet downcast, sweet downcast

Sweet downcast needs to take a seat

If I could take you into, into my arms

I would hold you in this little front, this little front yard

I would dig a hole, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig and, yes, sir

You would fit, you would fit, you would fit

You would fit right there into it

If I could take you into, into my arms

I would hold you to the ground

(I would hold you in this little front, this little front yard)

I would hold you, I would hold you

(I would dig a hole, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig and, yes, sir)

I would hold you 'til you drowned

Sweet, sweet, dead souls

Sweet, sweet, dead souls

Sweet, sweet, dead souls

Gonna roll and a roll, and a roll, and a roll

Roll and a roll, and a roll, and a roll

If I could take you into, into my arms

I would hold you in this little front, this little front yard

I would dig a hole, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig and, yes, sir

You would fit, you would fit, you would fit

You would fit right there, right there into it

(If I could take you into, into my arms)

I can sweat a little of the wreck, my darling

I can sway a little of the weight

I can say I waited with a baited bargain

Baited bargain, beg your pardon

Waiting for your edge to fray

They say, they say

He always sat alone

He always sat alone