No, she don't care What I'm singing or saying It ain't about the devil And it ain't about d** It ain't about giving no kisses and hugs It ain't about giving praise to the ground There's no woman bringing me down Your things become a hole in the ground No broken-hearted for me Re-occurring nightmares future Take a drive down for the troubadors of sin Save your ear holes from the mono DJ There's no song, just a buzzing in my brain Nocturnal wires arcing while the captain tries to sleep Not engine seizing in sequins It's not about p**y And it's not about the cars This thing knows precious backstabbing blues No pleas for mercy And I bet you're gonna lose No understanding No begging for some love Just a shovel digging in your crust Just a shovel digging in your crust Just a shovel digging in your crust