This hole in the earth is more than it seems to be
Ooh I get so caught up in the absence of any greenery
And Nicky likes seeing the trees for the way the trees are
But keeps his ear to the ground when the drills start kicking up peat tar
The path was always clear
Walked out on a wife and son
Pickaxe and surveying gear
Hard crust will be undone
White gold
Bubbles up through the cracks
In the barren field
The land of the snacks
He claimed his stake in a gulch behind a rock fall
Ooh it's a sheltered canyon, a gully, a ravine concealed to all
And Nicky finds peace in the cream when he flees the town hall
Clenching his fists and dreaming of Caesar's downfall
The secret of the location
He will come to trust no one
He bakes croutons with such elation
Hard crust will be undone
White gold
Bubbles up through the cracks
In the barren field
The land of the snacks
The men at the bank fill up on complimentary coffee
Saying, "Man, did you hear? He found another reservoir!"
So saddle your horses and ride out with the posse
The king of the wastes awaits you underneath the stars
White gold
Bubbles up through the cracks
White gold
Bubbles up through the cracks
White gold
Bubbles up through the cracks
In the barren field
The land of the snacks