Check, check, Check it like
Bring it back that bass line And let me bust one of my question rhymes happened to play in the mud Little kids castles, all they understood
Thinkin' but not too about the box where they sat Was world and all that was in it was good all day Till the light came on, came on
And momma call you for spaghetti and meat balls And say a prayer and a bath good night so simple, return to the next days It was back to sandbox
Sandbox praise, sandbox Sandbox praise, praise
So dig your hands in the Children we play with earth (On and on and on) Dig hands in the dirt Children we play with that (On and on and on)
Dig your in the dirt Children we play that earth (On and on and on) Dig hands in the dirt
Eat the 2, 1, Are you me?
The question again phrased a little happened to my beautiful innocence I can't remember but it faded away Got lost the shuffle 'bout the 7th grade
Never know why or when or it went But I'd like to find a little bit of innocence Sometimes I have to and ask why always catchin' up with you and me till I die
'Cause you know they say you reap is what you sow Yet I see throw away my faith (Got to get to the memories)
praise, sandbox praise Sandbox praise, praise
So dig your hands in the Children we play that earth (On and on and on) Dig your hands in the Children we play with earth (On and on and on)
Dig your hands in the Children we play that earth (On and on and on) Dig your hands in the
praise, sandbox praise Sandbox praise, sandbox praise, sandbox praise