GOING UNDERGROUND

Some people might say my life's in a rut But I'm quite happy with what I got People might say that I should strive for more But I'm so happy I can't see that Fighting's happening here today A show of strength with your boy's brigade I'm so happy and you're so kind You want more money of course I don't mind More nuclear taxes for atomic wines And the public gets what the public wants But oh I've nothing to say to that I'm going underground, going underground Where the brass band's beat will start to pound Going underground Going underground Where the boys are single And the boys all shout for tomorrow Some people might get some pleasure out of hate Me, I've enough already on my plate People might need some tension to relax Me, I'm too busy dodging between the flack What you see is what you get You made your bed you better lie in it You choose your leaders and place your trust And the lies all go down in their policy dust 'Cause they give you machines and more rockets and guns And the public wants what the public gets But I don't care what the society wants I'm going underground, going underground Where the brass band's beat will start to pound Going underground Going underground Where the boys are single And the boys all shout for tomorrow La la la, la la la We talk and we talk until my head explodes I turn on the news and my body goes Explain it on my T.V. screen Make this boy shout make this boy scream Going underground, going underground, going underground I'm going underground La la la, la la la La la la, la la la Explain it on my T.V. screen Make this boy shout make this boy scream I'm going underground, going underground Where the brass band's beat will start to pound Going underground Going underground Where the boys are single And the boys all shout I'm going underground, going underground Where the brass band's beat will start to pound pound pound Going underground Going underground Where the boys are single And the boys all shout for tomorrow