[Intro]
Pickaxe
Backpack
Little hands, big craft
Mom said bedtime
We said "mine shaft"
[Verse 1]
Log in, little gremlin, eyes glow green
Tiny chair throne, mining like a machine
Snack crumbs in the keys, creepers on the screen
Blocks break, hearts race, chasing that seam
Cobblestone castle, dirt roof, torchlight
Dog at your feet, but you dig all night
Friends in the chat go "drop that height!"
Leap off the tower just to feel that flight
[Chorus]
The children yearn for the mines
Let 'em dig, let 'em dive, let 'em grind
Little hearts made of ore and design
They don't play, they descend, they align
Yeah, the children yearn for the mines
Pickaxe swing in a circle of friends
From the spawn to the world’s deep end
The children, children yearn for the mines
[Verse 2]
Stack steak, gold plate, iron in the chest
Nether on the map, lava on the vest
Redstone brainwaves, circuits in their head
Building whole worlds from the side of a bed
Parents in the doorway, "time to sleep"
They just hit shift, crouch-dance, go deep
"One more cave, just one more vein"
Whole new realm in that square terrain
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[half-time, chugging guitars]
Dig down
Don’t stall
Hear that echo
Hear that call
[gang shouts] DIG DOWN
One block
Then two
Whole dark world
Waiting for you
[rap growl]
Little hands with a titan plan
Turn sand to glass, turn stone to land
Every tunnel that they carve in the night
Is a staircase up to their own birthright
[Chorus]