Dinosaurs In A Mining Facility (pre​-​master)

from by Grandpa Egg

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lyrics

Shadows scratching claws in the hollow-dark
Scattered thoughts and paws as you fall apart
Matters if you make something of yourself
Though mining can be hell

Maybe it’s an inkling inside your head
That has your stomach sinking a pint of lead
Fumbling for your flashlight a moment lost
Another miner sauced

Dinosaurs in a mining facility
Dinosaurs in a mining facility
Killing me

Got some fucking kids that you ought to feed
Pairs of sox and juiceboxes all I see
Is a purple orb spinning in the void
Cost you can’t avoid

Lights shine through stalagmites glowing strange
Prehistoric portal another plane
Just another skull for the catacomb
Within this Moldarian fane

Dinosaurs in a mining facility
Dinosaurs!
Dinosaurs in a mining facility
Dinosaurs!

Dinosaurs in a mining facility
Dinosaurs in a mining facility
Killing me
Their teeth have teeth
And the teeth that have teeth
They have teeth on their teeth

Dinosaurs in a mining facility (x4)

Who's that with the chainsaw?
Johnny Anaconda!
Ians seeing that there's something going on yeah
Doctor Stone is a nasty man
Executives got his master plan
Creatures from another world

Dinosaurs in a mining facility (x4)

Planet Tyranus is so far up in the sky
Now you gotta go on a quest
Now you gotta give it your best
Got so save the world!
Make something of yourself

credits

from Dinosaurs In A Mining Facility (single), released July 26, 2018
Jeb - vocal, acoustic, organ
Jordin - vocal, percussion, bass, synth, auxiliary stuff

license

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