Underground

[00:07.79] Take a look round lively old London
[00:11.76] Buzzing crowds we sweat and we revel
[00:15.95] Red-cheeked shouts and songs
[00:18.47] In the flicker of the gaslight
[00:23.72] Eager Blighty bursts from the cobblestones
[00:27.61] Racing, climbing blooming fertility
[00:31.41] Born from secret seeds
[00:34.04] That were scattered in the nighttime
[00:38.97] London is fed upon the meat of the dead
[00:46.02] They're one shallow inch below the town
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[01:07.47] Them that whispered dreams that only poisoned us
[01:11.13] Them that told us lies of their bravery
[01:14.44] Them that preached of progress, and put us in the poorhouse
[01:21.63] Them done horrid murder on bloody stages
[01:25.29] Them that loudly crowed their humility
[01:28.75] Lords and dames that sung in the chapels on a Sunday
[01:35.79] All quiet now
[01:38.25] Their mouths are stopped up by mud
[01:42.60] They lie flung in rags and make no sound
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[02:14.41] Those who fought for something better
[02:17.93] Those who taught by how they lived
[02:21.58] Loved ones taken long before their work was done
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