Going Underground

I'm so happy and you're so kind
Well, the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Some people might get some pleasure out of hate me

People might need some tension to relax

So let the boys all sing

Going underground
(Going underground)
People might say that I should strive for more

(Going underground)
As their lies put you down and their promises rust
So let the boys all sing
The braying sheep on my TV screen
What you see is what you get
I've enough already on my plate
But I'm so happy I can't see the point
Going underground
And the public gets what the public wants
(Going underground)

But I want nothing this society's got
(Going underground)
(Going underground)
You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns
So let the boys all sing
Going underground
(Going underground)
And the boys all shout for tomorrow
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream
Going underground, going underground
And the public wants what the public gets
I turn on the news and my body froze
Well, the brass bands play and feet start to pound

Well, the brass bands play and feet start to pound
You want more money, of course I don't mind
A show of strength with your boy's brigade and
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream
And the boys all shout for tomorrow
Going underground, I'm going underground
(Going underground)
You choose your leaders and place your trust
Somethings happening here today
Going underground
I'm going underground
I'm going underground

I'm too busy dodging between the flak
But I don't get what this society wants
The braying sheep on my TV screen
You've made your bed, you better lie in it
Well, the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Well let the boys all sing
And the boys all shout for tomorrow
Going underground
To buy nuclear textbooks for atomic crimes

We talk and we talk until my head explodes