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