Days Of The Underground

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In visions of acid, we saw 
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through delusion
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and brainbox pollution - we knew 
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we were right
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The streets were our oyster, we 
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smoked durban poison
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and we turned this noise on, we 
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knew how to fight

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We dropped out and tuned in, we 
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spoke secret jargon
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and we would not bargain for what
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 we had found
        Bb
In the days of the underground


[Verse 2]
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We believed in Guevara, we saw 
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that head held up
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and our anger welled up, but we 
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kept it cool
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No need for machine guns, the 
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system was crumbling
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Our leaders were fumbling, while 
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we broke every rule

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We saw them on T.V., they'd blown
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 their cover
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and we tried to smother their 
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voices with sound
        Bb
In the days of the underground


[Chorus]
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Whatever happened to those 
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chromium heroes?
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Are there none of them still left 
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around
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since the days of the underground?


[Verse 3]
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Now we can look back at the 
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heroes we were then
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We made quite a stir then with our
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 Sonic Attack
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Street-fighting dancers, 
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assassins of silence
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With the make-believe violence of 
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a hundred-watt stack

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They offered us contracts, We 
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said "we don't need 'em",
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We'll just take our freedom, we 
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will not be bound
        Bb
In the days of the underground


[Verse 4]
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And some of us made it, but not 
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smiling Michael,
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His black motorcycle got eaten by 
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rust...
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And John the Bog dreamt that he 
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slept at the wheel,
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when he woke it was real, too 
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late to have sussed.

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And Jeff was a poet, who wrote 
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with a spray can
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on walls saying "Hey man, I 
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believe that we've drowned"
        Bb
In the days of the underground