Underground - The Frank and Walters

Spending nights in lonely discos

Hiding in the drunken shadows

Trying to be among the heroes

In the clothes that I had borrowed

The radio was playing music

That never really meant much to ya (you)

Waiting for something to happen

But nothing ever did…

When you hear the sound of the underground

As the beat goes down

As the beat goes 'round

When you hear the sound of the underground

You’ll be lost and found

You’ll be lost and found

Spending days in dusty libraries

Going through the author’s mind

You said the book had really touched you

When the heroine had died

She was good at school gymnastics

Exercising her theatrics

Living in suburban sadness

'Till she felt the kick…

Where do you go?

What will you do?

Why do you try?

Why is it true?

I believed everything that you told me was true

I believed everything 'till I found out