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underground, (going underground)
Well, the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground, (going underground)
Well, let the boys all sing
turn on the news and my body froze
The braying sheep on my TV screen
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream!

Going underground
Going
underground, (going underground)
Well, the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground, (going underground)
Well, let the boys all sing
head explodes
I turn on the news and my body froze
The braying sheep on my TV screen
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream!

Going underground
underground, (going underground)
Well, let the boys all sing and the boys all shout for tomorrow

We talk and talk until my head explodes
I turn on the news
on the news and my body froze
These braying sheep on my TV screen
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream
Going underground, I'm going underground
I'm going
head explodes
I turn on the news and my body froze
The braying sheep on my TV screen
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream!

Going underground
Words and music by Bob Hartman and John Elefante
Based on John 15:18, Philippians 1:28, Romans 8:37

Look at the front page, turn on the tv
They fire
turn on the news and my body froze
The braying sheep on my TV screen
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream!

Going underground
Going
explodes
I turn on the news and my body froze
This braying sheep on my TV screen
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream
Going underground
Going
Back in 1870
Just beneath the Great White Way
Alfred Beach worked secretly
Risking all to ride a dream
His wind machine
His wind machine
New
underground, (going underground)
Well, let the boys all sing and the boys all shout for tomorrow

We talk and talk until my head explodes
I turn on the news
society's got - 
I'm going underground, (going underground)
Well the brass bands play and feet start to pound 
Going underground, (going underground)
Well
City and the morning sun
Were awoken by the strangest sound
Reportedly as far as Washington
The tremors shook the earth as Alfie
Blew underground
Blew
explodes
I turn on the news and my body froze
The braying sheep on my TV screen
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream!

Going underground, I'm going
When Johnny comes
Marching home again
He's coming by bus or underground
A woman's eye will shed a tear
To see his face so beaten in fear
An' it
governed by this love we have
For useless, twisting of our new technology
Oh now there's no sound for we all live underground

And I'm thinking in what
fucking maniacs
tarantulas attack

from new york to san francisco
you can hear them crawl around
got you by the ankles
reaching up from underground
governed by this love we have
For useless, twisting, our new technology
Oh, now there is no sound for we all live underground

And I'm thinking what
governed by this love we have
For useless, twisting, our new technology
Oh, now there is no sound for we all live underground

And I'm thinking what
governed by this love we have
For useless, twisting, our new technology
Oh, now there is no sound for we all live underground

And I'm thinking what
this love we have
For useless, twisting, our new technology
Oh, now there is no sound for we all live underground

And I'm thinking what a mess we're in
If your eyes are blue you know the rest
Champagne if it's very cool
It's never very formal how you dress
For oysters by the swimming pool
Then
Tell the world the new order's here

Cities turn to battlefields
A deadly spell is cast
Corpses falling one by one
Until the last
The preacher
All I want to be is washed out by the sea
No death star over me
Won't give me any peace
All I want is light relief
Put the crazies on the street