Leave the markets, kill the war
Leave your world that starves the poor
I've found
Something underground

Bring the hungry to the mall
Liberate the stockroom halls
We've found
Something underground

Build the weapons, wage the war
Oligarchs and overlords
We'll come out
When they're under the ground

I lose control, I cannonball, my entrance hole
I get too excited
On the throne, a skull еxplodes, my pupils blow
I get too excitеd
Belladonna for the Pope, the horticulture and the smoke
Last to go was clerk and owner, rope store Joe
I got too excited

Take the risk, I promise results
Leave your world, there's been no pulse
Come down
There's something underground

I've found
Something underground

I lose control, I cannonball, my entrance hole
I get too excited
On the throne, a skull explodes, my pupils blow
I get too excited
Belladonna for the Pope, the horticulture and the smoke
Last to go was clerk and owner, rope store Joe
I got too excited

I've found
Something underground
I've found
Something underground