At the Back of the Pit - Bonnie "Prince" Billy

Where do we put our precious things

Like woolen socks and wedding rings

And seance gear and kimchi jars

Our Matchbox and our Hot Wheels cars

Where can we hide when bombs will fly

To save ourselves when all others die

To toast with a shot here’s cum in your eye

I’ve got an idea, listen here

There’s a hole in the yard, about ten by ten

Just large enough to put all those things in

A dark place to be if and when the bombs hit

At the back of the pit

I woke up today with almost too much love

Didn’t sleep much last night, joyous vibes from above

Couldn’t keep it all in, thought I would burst at the seams

What fills waking life is wilder than dreams

Every day and every evening too

I count all the reasons I’m in love with you

Look around at everything that we’ve bought, got, and stole

To bring with us down into the hole

There’s a hole in the yard, about ten by ten

Just large enough to put all those items in

A dark place to be if and when the bombs hit

At the back of the pit

At the back of the pit

When we hear the frogs again, we’ll consent to raise our heads

And it won’t matter then if the rest of the world is dead

Yes, between you and me we’ve got a repopulation kit

The world will rise again from the back of the pit