[VERSE 1]
[Bm]Take a look round [Em]lively old London
[Bm]Buzzing crowds we [F#m]sweat and we revel,
[Em]Red-cheeked shouts and [F#m]songs
In the flicker of the [Bm]gaslight. [Bm/A]
[Bm]Eager Blighty [Em]bursts from the cobblestones
[Bm]Racing, climbing, [F#m]blooming fertility
[Em]Born from secret [F#m]seeds that were scattered in the [Bm]night time.
[CHORUS]
[Bm]London is fed upon the [F#m]meat of the dead.
[Em]They're one shallow inch below the [F#m]town.
[Em]Underground [Bm]underground [F#m]leave them under[Bm]ground.
[VERSE 2]
[Bm]Them that whispered [Em]dreams that only poisoned us
[Bm]Them that told us [F#m]lies of their bravery
[Em]Them that preached of [F#m]progress and put us in the [Bm]poorhouse. [Bm/A]
[Bm]Them done horrid m[Em]urder on bloody stages
[Bm]Them that loudly [F#m]crowed their humility
[Em]Lords and dames that [F#m]sung in the chapels on a [Bm]Sunday
[CHORUS]
[Bm]All quiet now their mouths are [F#m]stopped by mud
[Em]They lie flung in rags and make no [F#m]sound.
[Em]Underground [Bm]underground [F#m]leave them under[Bm]ground.
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[D] [A] [Em] [G] [A] [Bm]
[Outtro]
[D]Those who fought for something better
[A]Those who taught by [Em]how they lived.
[G]Loved ones taken [A]long before their [Bm]work was done.
[Em]Underground, [Bm]Underground, [A]leave them Under[Bm]ground (x4)
[Bm]Take a look round [Em]lively old London
[Bm]Buzzing crowds we [F#m]sweat and we revel,
[Em]Red-cheeked shouts and [F#m]songs
In the flicker of the [Bm]gaslight. [Bm/A]
[Bm]Eager Blighty [Em]bursts from the cobblestones
[Bm]Racing, climbing, [F#m]blooming fertility
[Em]Born from secret [F#m]seeds that were scattered in the [Bm]night time.
[CHORUS]
[Bm]London is fed upon the [F#m]meat of the dead.
[Em]They're one shallow inch below the [F#m]town.
[Em]Underground [Bm]underground [F#m]leave them under[Bm]ground.
[VERSE 2]
[Bm]Them that whispered [Em]dreams that only poisoned us
[Bm]Them that told us [F#m]lies of their bravery
[Em]Them that preached of [F#m]progress and put us in the [Bm]poorhouse. [Bm/A]
[Bm]Them done horrid m[Em]urder on bloody stages
[Bm]Them that loudly [F#m]crowed their humility
[Em]Lords and dames that [F#m]sung in the chapels on a [Bm]Sunday
[CHORUS]
[Bm]All quiet now their mouths are [F#m]stopped by mud
[Em]They lie flung in rags and make no [F#m]sound.
[Em]Underground [Bm]underground [F#m]leave them under[Bm]ground.
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[D] [A] [Em] [G] [A] [Bm]
[Outtro]
[D]Those who fought for something better
[A]Those who taught by [Em]how they lived.
[G]Loved ones taken [A]long before their [Bm]work was done.
[Em]Underground, [Bm]Underground, [A]leave them Under[Bm]ground (x4)
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