Going Underground

Some people might say my life is 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 the pointSomethings 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, of course I don't mind
To buy nuclear textbooks for atomic crimesAnd the public gets what the public wants
But I want nothing this society's got
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 sing
And the boys all shout for tomorrowSome people might get some pleasure out of hate me
I've enough already on my plate
People might need some tension to relax
I'm too busy dodging between the flakWhat 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 put you down and their promises rust
You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and gunsAnd the public wants what the public gets
But I don't get what this society wants
I'm going underground
(Going underground)Well, the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground
(Going underground)
So let the boys all sing
And the boys all shout for tomorrowWe talk and we talk until my 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, going underground
Going underground, I'm going undergroundThe braying sheep on my TV screen
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream
Going underground
(Going underground)Well, the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground
(Going underground)
So let the boys all sing
And the boys all shout for tomorrowWell, the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground
(Going underground)
So let the boys all sing
And the boys all shout for tomorrow