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Going Underground

The Jam

Rock

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INTERPRÉTATION
The Jam
The Jam
Interprète
Bruce Foxton
Bruce Foxton
Basse
Rick Buckler
Rick Buckler
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Paul Weller
Paul Weller
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Vic Coppersmith-Heaven
Vic Coppersmith-Heaven
Production

Paroles

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 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, (Going underground) Well, let 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 tomorrow Some people might get some pleasure out of hate Me, 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 you down and their promises rust You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns And the public wants what the public gets But I don't get what this society wants I'm going underground (Going underground) Well, let 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 La-la-la-la La-la-la-la We 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, I'm going underground! I'm going underground, I'm going underground La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la These braying sheep on my TV screen Make this boy shout, make this boy scream! Going underground (going underground) Well, let the brass bands play and feet start to pound Going underground (going underground) Well, let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout Going underground (going underground) Well, let the brass bands play and feet go pound, pound, pound Going underground (going underground) So let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout for tomorrow
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