Subterranean Zone Songtext
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They're stepping up production at the power plant,
The bosses count the profits while the workers chant.
They're digging ever deeper for increased demand
As the ore trundles down the conveyor belt
And the orange furnace fires begin to smelt,
Live exclusive broadcasts watch the icecaps melt.
"You'd better put your backs into it gang!"
The foreman cried out as the shift sirens rang.
The bosses count the profits while the workers chant.
They're digging ever deeper for increased demand
As the ore trundles down the conveyor belt
And the orange furnace fires begin to smelt,
Live exclusive broadcasts watch the icecaps melt.
"You'd better put your backs into it gang!"
The foreman cried out as the shift sirens rang.
His voice tinged with panic, their hands shook with haste.
As the steam rose in columns, the tombs were encased.
While the property men were assessing the worth
Of luxury housing deep in the earth.
The wealthy viewed mansions carved out of stone
Down in the dark, in the dark.. Subterranean zone.
Down in the dark, in the dark, in the dark,
In the dark, in the dark...
Subterranean zone.
Subterranean zone, subterranean zone, Subterranean zone.
The only grades that matter are centigrade,
In comparison everything seems to fade.
When it's one fifty five fahrenheit in the shade,
On a February morn your veins choke and freeze.
At minus ninety five degrees,
Skin breaks like plastic, brittle arteries sieze.
"You'd better put your backs into it gang!"
The foreman cried out as the shift sirens rang.
His voice tinged with panic their hands shook with haste,
As the steam rose in columns the tombs were encased.
While the property men were assessing the worth
Of luxury housing deep in the earth.
The wealthy viewed mansions carved out of stone
Down in the dark, in the dark.. Subterranean zone.
Down in the dark, in the dark, in the dark,
In the dark, in the dark...
Subterranean zone.
Subterranean zone, subterranean zone, Subterranean zone.
The remnants of mankind take their places and sit
In a shaft lined with torches, blackened faces are lit
By the echoes of silence in this bottomless pit.
In the huddled confusion startled eyes dart around,
Staring fixed skyward at the slightest small sound
As their eyes grow accustomed to the light underground.
Subterranean zone, subterranean zone, Subterranean zone.
Subterranean! Subterranean! Subterranean!
Subterranean zone!
As the steam rose in columns, the tombs were encased.
While the property men were assessing the worth
Of luxury housing deep in the earth.
The wealthy viewed mansions carved out of stone
Down in the dark, in the dark.. Subterranean zone.
Down in the dark, in the dark, in the dark,
In the dark, in the dark...
Subterranean zone.
Subterranean zone, subterranean zone, Subterranean zone.
The only grades that matter are centigrade,
In comparison everything seems to fade.
When it's one fifty five fahrenheit in the shade,
On a February morn your veins choke and freeze.
At minus ninety five degrees,
Skin breaks like plastic, brittle arteries sieze.
"You'd better put your backs into it gang!"
The foreman cried out as the shift sirens rang.
His voice tinged with panic their hands shook with haste,
As the steam rose in columns the tombs were encased.
While the property men were assessing the worth
Of luxury housing deep in the earth.
The wealthy viewed mansions carved out of stone
Down in the dark, in the dark.. Subterranean zone.
Down in the dark, in the dark, in the dark,
In the dark, in the dark...
Subterranean zone.
Subterranean zone, subterranean zone, Subterranean zone.
The remnants of mankind take their places and sit
In a shaft lined with torches, blackened faces are lit
By the echoes of silence in this bottomless pit.
In the huddled confusion startled eyes dart around,
Staring fixed skyward at the slightest small sound
As their eyes grow accustomed to the light underground.
Subterranean zone, subterranean zone, Subterranean zone.
Subterranean! Subterranean! Subterranean!
Subterranean zone!
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