Some people might say my life is in a rut
I'm quite happy, what a tut
People might say that I should strive for more
But I'm so happy I can't see that
Same thing's happening here today
A show of strength with your vice brigade
And I'm so happy and you're so kind
You want more money, of course I don't mind
Do my nuclear tests,
those far atomic lines And the public gets what the public wants
But I want nothing,
society's got some going underground
Going underground
What if the brass bands play up, keep stunts up
I'm going underground
Going underground
What if the boys all sing,
let the boys all shout for tomorrow
Some people might get some pleasure out of
hate me I've had enough already of my fate
People might need some tension to relax
me I'm too busy dodging between the facts
You see,
it's all what you get You made your bed,
you better lie in it
You choose your leaders and make sure trust
As the lines watch you down and the promises
rust You'll see kidney machines with the barrackets
And guns and the public wants what the
public gets But I don't give a bit,
society wants some going underground Going
underground What if the brass bands play up,
keep stunts up I'm going underground Going
underground What if the boys all sing,
let the boys all shout for tomorrow La la la la,
la la la la We're talking,
we're talking till my head explodes I turn on the news
and my body grows This brain sheath from my TV screen
This brain sheath from my TV screen Going underground
I'm going underground
I'm going underground
I'm going underground La la la la,
la la la la
This brain sheath from my TV screen Let the boys shout,
let the boys scream
Going underground What if the brass bands play up,
keep stunts up I'm going underground
What if the boys all sing,
let the boys all shout for tomorrow Going underground
What if the brass bands play up,
keep your bow bow bow
Going underground What if the boys all sing,
let the boys all shout for tomorrow