Underground
Peter Hollens
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Dm Take a look 'round lively old LondonDm Buzzing crowds we sweat and we revelGm Red-cheeked shouts and songsFm Dm A In the flicker of the gaslightDm A F Eager Blighty bursts from theA cobblestonesDm A F A Racing, climbing, blooming fertilityFm Gm Born from secret seedsF That were scattered in theA nighttimeDm F London is fed upon the meat ofA the deadGm They're one shallow inch below theF A townGm Dm UndergroundGm Dm UndergroundGm C Dm Leave them undergroundDm A F A Them that whispered dreams that only poisoned usContinúa después del anuncioDm A F A Them that told us lies of their braveryFm Gm Them that preached of progress,F A and put us in the poorhouseDm A F A Them done horrid murder on bloody stagesDm A F A Them that loudly crowed their humilityFm Gm Lords and dames that sung in theF A chapels on a SundayDm All quiet nowF A Their mouths are stopped up by mudGm They lie flung in rags and make noF A soundGm Dm UndergroundGm Dm UndergroundGm C Dm Leave them undergroundF Those who fought for somethingA betterGm A Those who taught by how they livedF Loved ones taken long before theirA work was doneGm Dm UndergroundGm Dm UndergroundGm C Dm Leave them undergroundGm Dm UndergroundGm Dm UndergroundGm C Dm Leave them undergroundGm Dm UndergroundGm Dm UndergroundGm C Dm Leave them undergroundGm Dm UndergroundGm Dm UndergroundGm C Dm Leave them underground