Days Of The Underground - Robert Calvert/Maxium Effect

In visions of acid

We saw through delusion

And brainbox pollution

We knew we were right

The streets were our oyster

We smoked urban poison

And we turned all this noise on

We knew how to fight

We dropped out and tuned in

Spoke secret jargon

And we would not bargain

For what we had found

In the days of the underground

We believed in Guevera

We saw that head held up

And our anger welled up

But we kept it cool

No need for machine guns

'Cause the system was crumbling

Our leaders were fumbling

While we broke every rule

We saw them on T.V.

They'd blown their cover

And we tried to smother

Their voices with sound

In the days of the underground

Whatever happened

To those chromium heroes

Are there none of them still left around

Since the days of the underground

Now we can look back

At the heroes we were then

We made quite a stir

With our sonic attack

Street-fighting dancers

The assassins of silence

With make-believe violence

On a hundred watt stack

They offered us contracts

We said we don't need 'em

We'll just take our freedom

And will not be bound

In the days of the underground

And some of us made it

But not smiling Michael

His black motorcycle got eaten by rust

And John the Bog dreamt

That he slept at the wheel

But when he woke it was real

Too late to have sussed

And Jeff was a poet

Who wrote with a spray can on walls

Saying Hey man

I believe that we've drowned

In the days of the underground