hole that big I'd never seen before
In the tummy of a good ol' boy who always wanted more
Then just yesterday I saw him satisfied
It seems he'd met the Hole-Fixing Man
Much to his surprise
But are you for real
Mr. Hole-Fixing Man?
You fixed my friend, can you fix me?
I'm broken as a boy can be
So how about fixing me?
And all the charms that were never enough
It seems the hole was always twice as big
No matter what it was
But to see him now is almost to believe
That maybe Mr. Hole-Fixing Man might have what I need
He says you died on Calvary
If you've got proof, I will believe