Be The President

歌詞

Somewhere deep down underground at the bottom of a pit, in a mine below the city, steely muscles ache and split. Where childhood songs and tales heal the wound from your remorse. Where window shopping eyes go looking for the source. We were all born naked with nothing in our cup. Ten million tons of stone where the cities all grew up. And the walls of Necropolis breathing pain sweat and hope, underground... underground You can tell the children now. Be the president You be the president ......underground. In the starry black night there's a feast behind your door. All them debtcollecting letters get another birthday on your floor. Down where life is short a party in a dustbin. Singing songs to children 'bout no grief looking in. Somewhere deep down underground sledgehammers sing their song, 'bout a sun heating up our bodies when the winter has been too long. Let it echo in your brain you're a need, a star, a gong, underground... underground. Be the president You be the president ......underground.