Underground

Lookin’ through the window, everything seems like yesterday,
morning news on the radio, I hear what the world has got to say
Sittin’ in the kitchen, early morning coffee and cigarette,
reading the newspapers, front page filled with horrible contents

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Hell is rising, said an ugly old man
world is sinking in a dark black hole

Cold sweat’s on my T-shirt, so hot outside, but still I shiver,
afraid to eat my dinner, no not a bite god knows what’s inside
A child next door starts cryin’, it’s not a good sign somebody stop him,
a night drive through the city, I saw a friend who’s beggar and I feel pity