Subterranean

There's a clash of tunnel vision

Work and play, live and die in corridors

People are turning subterranean

And digging in, digging in for the fall

There's a flag arms to call a nation

Make the break from school to dole queue

People are turning radioactive

Beep beep the sensor beeps it out.

Come on...

Let's escape this cold world comfort

Make the break, I'll meet you on the surface

Let's escape this cold world comfort

Make the break, I'll meet you on the surface

Way on up...

There's a mood but no legislation

No guarantee it's a tabloid reality

People are making good connections

write, write, write... it up for us all

Come on...

Let's escape this cold war comfort

Make the break, I'll meet you on the surface

Let's escape this cold war comfort

Make the break, I'll meet you on the surface

Way, way on up...

Way on up...

No more cold subterranean...

No more cold at all...

Lock the door...

Let's escape this cold war comfort

Make the break, I'll meet you on the surface

Let's escape this cold war comfort

Make the break, I'll meet you on the surface

Way, way on up...