Up With People

Yeah, there comes a booming sound

It used to come from underground

And now it emanatesFrom a kind of welfare state

Of the soul

Yeah, baby of the soulAnd of the sweet, sweet soul

Let's be certain

Of the deliberate monologue

As sure as if it will fallAcross you, unto you

Will most certainly leave the doing

The doing undoneCome on undone

Come on undoneAnd we are doing

And we are screwingUp our lives today, today

Up our lives today, today

Up our lives today, todayWhat's that we chanted

It's this we plantedC'mon progeny, progeny

C'mon progeny, progeny

C'mon progeny, progeny

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