Be The President Lyrics

Be The President

Somewhere deep down under ground 
At the bottom of a pit 
In a mine below the city 
Stealing muscles they can split 
Where childhoodsongs and tales 
Steal the wounds from your remorse 
Where windowshoping eyes 
Goes looking for the soars 
 
We were all born naked 
With nothing in our cup 
Ten million tons of stone 
Where the citys all grew up 
And the walls in the city 
Breathing pain sweating hpoe 
Under ground, under ground 
You can tell all the children about 
 
Being the president 
you being the president 
Under ground, under ground 
 
In the stareyed black night 
There`s a feast behind your door 
All the debtcollecting letters 
Have another birthday on your floor 
But our life is short 
A party in the dustbin 
Sing a song to the children 
About a griefmissing end 
 
Somewhere deep down under ground 
Sledgehammers sing their song 
About the sunning of our bodies 
When the winter been to long 
Let it echo in your brain 
You`re a needed star of dawn 
 
Being the president 
you being the president 
Under ground, under ground