Runaround on the Underground

I'm waiting at the bus stop

For a double decker ride

Supermarket checkout boy

Finds his way inside

A shady looking character

His beady eyes on me

I slip into a window seat

And then pretend to read

It's so wild

It's a wild

Wild, wild world

(The hardest thing is holding on)

(Holding on and take the strain)

They're coming at me

At angles that I never knew existed

They ain't gonna get me

I'm building up my colors of resistance

It's a runaround on the underground

A cybernetic shopper

With a slight sadistic grin

Pulls a zipper on her sleeping bag

Shuts herself within

A triple quilted chrysalis

Waiting for the sales

A bargain basement butterfly

Going off the rails

It's so wild

It's a wild

Wild, wild world

(The hardest thing is holding on)

(Holding on and take the strain)

They're coming at me

At angles that I never knew existed

They ain't gonna get me

I'm building up my colors of resistance

It's so wild

It's so wild

Wild, wild world

(The hardest thing is holding on)

(Holding on and take the strain)

(Take the strain)

They're coming at me

At angles that I never knew existed

They ain't gonna get me

I'm building up my colors of resistance

(The hardest thing is holding on)

(Holding on and take the strain)

They're coming at me

At angles that I never knew existed

But they ain't gonna get me

I'm building up my colors of resistance

(The hardest thing is holding on)

(Holding on and take the strain)

They're coming at me

At angles that I never knew existed (Woah)

But they ain't gonna get me

I'm building up my colors of resistance