Rumblin' Underground

Broken gla*s is everywhere, crunchin' underfoot, the windswept streets preparing for the flood. A priest with a bible is doing all the plugs, jobs now are seconary to s*x and drugs. Honesty is our only weapon, walls come tumbling down. There's a panic in the West, and there's a rumblin' underground. Sniff the air it only brings a stench of the Neu Smell. Faceless icebergs burnin' down in Hell. "Don't worry son you know you'll go far", Daddy's gonna' buy you a brand spanking new guitar. Sometimes I think the whole world's against me, somethimes I think I'm gonna' win. In the depths of the quagmire, the only thing is never to give in. Subterranean vibrations as the ma*ses start to rise. Pseudo zombies can't believe their eyes. Light a fire in our hearts, things begin to boil, energy comes draining down, soaking through the soil.