No money, plant forty acres today,
No money, did yesterday the same way,
No money, bills have driven me to drink,
No money, bank owns all except my kitchen sink.

The ground is quaking,
Every carrot's shaking
That critter's mouth gonna devour me
The corn is aching,
Cabbage is baking,
That critter's mouth gonna devour me

Blow up a mole,
Down in a hole,
Don't think that beastie is digging for coal!
Blow up a mole,
Down in a hole,
Don't think that beastie is digging for coal!

"See-Four is what moles are served,
Detonation is what it deserves
See-Four is what moles are served,
Detonation is what it deserves.
It does not care about my nerves."

No money, without a crop, I'm sure,
No money, that mole isn't looking at my string-tied lure
No money, it just wants to devour the best of my fields
No money, to hell with my yields!

(Sizzle of ignition, slow-counting, then a thundering roar.)

My mind is baking,
The ground is shaking,
That blast is going to bury me.
My mind is baking,
The ground is shaking,
That blast is going to bury me.

Blow up a mole,
Down in a hole,
Don't think that beastie is digging for coal!
Blow up a mole,
Down in a hole,
Don't think that beastie is digging for coal!

See-Four is what moles are served,
Detonation is what it deserves
See-Four is what moles are served,
Detonation is what it deserves."

See-Four is what moles are served,
Detonation is what it deserves
See-Four is what moles are served,
Detonation is what it deserves.
Blow up a mole,
Down in a hole,
Don't think that beastie is digging for coal!
Blow up a mole,
Down in a hole,
Don't think that beastie is digging for coal!

See-Four is what moles are served,
Detonation is what it deserves
See-Four is what moles are served,
Detonation is what it deserves.

"My farm is g-gone, and... And that mole is the size
of my barn! Help, run, it's coming, Aaaahhh!"