Going Underground - Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Chris Thompson

Some people might say my life is in a rut

But I’m happy with what I got

People might say that I should strive for more

But I’m so happy, I can’t see the point

Something’s 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 crimes

And the public gets what the public wants

But I want nothing this society’s got

I’m going underground

Well, the brass bands play and feet start to pound

Going underground

Let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout for tomorrow

Some people might get some pleasure out of hate

I’ve enough already on my plate

People might need some tension to relax

Me, I’m too busy dodging between the flak

What 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 wash down and their promises rust

You’ll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns

And the public gets what the public wants

But I won’t get what society’s got

I’m going underground

Well, the brass bands play and feet start to pound

Going underground

Let the boys all sing and the boys all shout for tomorrow

We talk and talk 'til my head explodes

I turned on the news and my body froze

The braying sheep on my TV screen

Makes this boy shout, makes this boy scream

Going underground

Going underground

Going underground

Going underground

The braying sheep on my TV screen

Makes this boy shout, makes this boy scream

I’m going underground

Well, the brass bands play and feet start to pound

Going underground

Well, let the boys all sing and the boys all shout

Going underground

Well, the brass bands play and feet go pow pow pow

Going underground

Let the boys all sing and the boys all shout for tomorrow