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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
going underground (going underground)
Well the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground (going underground)
Well let the boys all
have a brass band at the station gonna let 'em know what the united nation
I'm a gonna roll out the red carpet when you come home

Well I think I hear
on God's green earth
My rebirth, my rebirth
Baby, yeah, I mean it's my rebirth, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, baby, come on 

Ice cold waters runnin'
underground, (going underground)
Well, the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground, (going underground)
Well, let the boys all sing
known
I'd lie with my brother in Vicksburg

And the band they played that Garryowen
Brass was shin, flags a flowin'
I swear if I had only known, I'd lie
got,
I'm going underground, (going underground)
Well the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground, (going underground)
Well let
I'm going underground (going underground)
Well the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground (going underground)
Well let the boys all
underground, (going underground)
Well, the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground, (going underground)
Well, let the boys all sing
of the guy
With the rock and roll banjo band

The way he plays that thing
It makes my poor heart ring
I'm gonna marry that guy someday

If you want
of the guy
With the rock and roll banjo band

The way he plays that thing
It makes my poor heart ring
I'm gonna marry that guy someday

If you want
Come follow the band wherever it's at
Let both of your feet beat time to the drum
And let your heart go rat-a-tat-tat

A flag in your hand,
got,
I'm going underground, (going underground)
Well the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground, (going underground)
Well let
Fifteen weeks with the same shirt on
A thousand bodies stink and sweat
and somebody's trying to roll a cigarette
Clean mister
Clean mister
Clean missed
cute as a Daisy?
Watch the fella with the big base drum go by
Ain't you glad that you stayed?

Hear the tuba play that 'Oom Pah Pah'
Oh my, ain't it
going underground (going underground)
Well the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground (going underground)
Well let the boys all
underground, (going underground)
Well, the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground, (going underground)
Well, let the boys all sing
Went walking along the sand
I thought I heard the mermaid sing
To the sound of a big brass band.
A seagull offered me a ride
And so as not to hurt
Rock and roll widow, lover by trade
Lives to tell who's been made into love
Living her life, reds, beds, most every night
Widow carry on 'til
(hicks / lynch)
I wasn't there (I wasn't there)
When I was needed (I wasn't there)
I was out on the road
Playing with my rock and roll band (I wasn't
Would you like to buy me a brand new pair of pyjamas
Would you like to fly with me on a holiday to Grenada
Have V.I.P. treatment, a send off by brass
underground, (going underground)
Well, the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground, (going underground)
Well, let the boys all sing
known
I'd lie with my brother in Vicksburg

And the band they played that Garryowen
Brass was shin, flags a flowin'
I swear if I had only known, I'd lie
of Esplanade

That's my whole life in a nutshell
Take it as you will
I can hear that old brass band
Playing our song down the hill

Won't you smile,
on by
Nobody will stop me
Ooh

Come take my hand
Let's start the show
Strike up the band
And you'll see

Everybody wants
Everybody wants
Roll