| Song | 2012 (Bury Our Heads) |
| Artist | Dengue Fever |
| Album | Cannibal Courtship |
| [00:00.00] | 2012（Our Heads ）-Dengue Fever |
| [00:42.450] | Maybe they just ran out of space when they |
| [00:45.17] | Were carving all the things that would happen |
| [00:47.517] | Today and tomorrow |
| [00:49.946] | Maybe it's a breath pause or sigh in our mind or |
| [00:53.895] | Payback time for everything that we borrowed |
| [00:57.544] | Maybe it's a baby crying for it's mother and it |
| [01:01.234] | Doesn't understand the lightning or the thunder |
| [01:05.63] | Maybe it's a cry of distress from our growing pains |
| [01:08.812] | Stretch mark freeways span across |
| [01:11.262] | Our bloated bellies |
| [01:18.962] | So many predictions |
| [01:23.321] | Twenty twelve |
| [01:29.61] | Let's dig a bunker under the ground |
| [01:32.641] | And bury our heads |
| [01:38.401] | Let's dig a bunker under the ground |
| [01:42.110] | And just play dead |
| [01:47.450] | Maybe the greys will show up in our nightmares |
| [01:51.28] | Stealing sperm samples and eggs by the dozen |
| [01:54.658] | Maybe there's a mutt incubating in the womb of |
| [01:58.228] | The women in the bed right next to you |
| [02:02.287] | Maybe there's a storm of dust racing towards us |
| [02:05.895] | And the sun will black out like a locust swarm |
| [02:09.863] | Maybe someone stuck a pin in the socket |
| [02:13.302] | And the breaker tripped while they were |
| [02:15.561] | Watching german porn |
| [02:23.731] | So many predictions |
| [02:28.91] | Twenty twelve |
| [02:33.820] | Let's dig a bunker under the ground |
| [02:37.460] | And bury our heads |
| [02:43.160] | Let's dig a bunker under the ground |
| [02:46.679] | And just play dead |
| [03:05.709] | So many predictions |
| [03:09.919] | Twenty twelve |
| [03:15.739] | Let's dig a bunker under the ground |
| [03:19.299] | And bury our heads |
| [03:25.237] | Let's dig a bunker under the ground |
| [03:28.856] | And just play dead |
| [03:34.716] | Let's dig a bunker under the ground |
| [03:38.406] | And bury our heads |
| [00:00.00] | 2012 Our Heads Dengue Fever |
| [00:42.450] | Maybe they just ran out of space when they |
| [00:45.17] | Were carving all the things that would happen |
| [00:47.517] | Today and tomorrow |
| [00:49.946] | Maybe it' s a breath pause or sigh in our mind or |
| [00:53.895] | Payback time for everything that we borrowed |
| [00:57.544] | Maybe it' s a baby crying for it' s mother and it |
| [01:01.234] | Doesn' t understand the lightning or the thunder |
| [01:05.63] | Maybe it' s a cry of distress from our growing pains |
| [01:08.812] | Stretch mark freeways span across |
| [01:11.262] | Our bloated bellies |
| [01:18.962] | So many predictions |
| [01:23.321] | Twenty twelve |
| [01:29.61] | Let' s dig a bunker under the ground |
| [01:32.641] | And bury our heads |
| [01:38.401] | Let' s dig a bunker under the ground |
| [01:42.110] | And just play dead |
| [01:47.450] | Maybe the greys will show up in our nightmares |
| [01:51.28] | Stealing sperm samples and eggs by the dozen |
| [01:54.658] | Maybe there' s a mutt incubating in the womb of |
| [01:58.228] | The women in the bed right next to you |
| [02:02.287] | Maybe there' s a storm of dust racing towards us |
| [02:05.895] | And the sun will black out like a locust swarm |
| [02:09.863] | Maybe someone stuck a pin in the socket |
| [02:13.302] | And the breaker tripped while they were |
| [02:15.561] | Watching german porn |
| [02:23.731] | So many predictions |
| [02:28.91] | Twenty twelve |
| [02:33.820] | Let' s dig a bunker under the ground |
| [02:37.460] | And bury our heads |
| [02:43.160] | Let' s dig a bunker under the ground |
| [02:46.679] | And just play dead |
| [03:05.709] | So many predictions |
| [03:09.919] | Twenty twelve |
| [03:15.739] | Let' s dig a bunker under the ground |
| [03:19.299] | And bury our heads |
| [03:25.237] | Let' s dig a bunker under the ground |
| [03:28.856] | And just play dead |
| [03:34.716] | Let' s dig a bunker under the ground |
| [03:38.406] | And bury our heads |