I'm searching for the nitty gritty
Getting down and dirty with the crew
I'm checking all my facts
Balancing equations til I'm blue
Like rabbits pulled from hats
Or streams down a sinkhole
Money flows or so I'm told
Into this vast cavern
And the devils in the detail
But he wears a thorny crown
I'm digging for dignity
dig for the nitty-gritty
When the chips are down
The cave mouth
And the stalactite teeth have fallen out
And the gaping cave monster
Begins to shout
I think no
It's only a moan
Because it's got toothache
A cavity beneath
A stalagmite
An abscess in the root
Where is the root of this mountain?
Washed with listerine
That like incy wincy spider
Runs down the spout
And comes out unseen
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