Going Underground

Some people might say my life is in a rut

I'm quite happy with what I got

People might say that I should strive for more

I'm so happy I can't see the point

Something's happening here today

A show of strength with your boy's brigade

And I'm so happy and you're so kind

You want more money, course I don't mind

To buy nuclear textbooks for atomic crimes

The public gets what the public wants

Yes, the public wants what the public gets

But I want nothing this society's got

I'm going underground (Going underground)

Well, if the brass bands play and feet start to pound

Going underground (Going underground)

Well let the boys all sing, let the boys all shout for tomorrow

For tomorrow

For tomorrow

For tomorrow

Somе people might get somе pleasure out of hate

I've enough already on my plate

People might need some tension to relax

Me? I'm too busy dodging all the flak

What you see is what you get

You've made your bed, you better lie in it

You choose your leaders and place your trust

As their lies wash you down and their promises rust

You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns

The public wants what the public gets

Yes, the public gets what the public wants

But I want nothing this society wants

I'm going underground (Going underground)

Well, if the brass bands play and feet start to pound

I'm going underground (Going underground)

Well let the boys all sing, let the boys all shout for tomorrow

For tomorrow

For tomorrow

For tomorrow

We talk and talk until my head explodes

Turn on the news and my body froze

The braying sheep on my TV screen

Make this boy shout, make this boy scream

Underground

Well, if the brass bands play and feet start to pound

I'm going underground (Going underground)

Well let the boys all sing, let the boys all shout for tomorrow

For tomorrow

For tomorrow

For tomorrow

For tomorrow