"Lyrically it's just like, if you're in high school and you're kind
of a geek, and don't really stand out in any way there's a good
chance that a few years later you can invest in the right tattoos,
t-shirts, nose rings and mohawks and have instant friends.
It's a social clique."
-Ben
I was never cool in school
I'm sure you don't remember me
And now it's been 10 years
I'm still wondering who to be
But I'd love to mix
In circles, cliques, and social coteries-that's me
Hand me my nose ring
(Can we be happy?)
Show me the mosh pit
(Can we be happy?)
We can be happy underground
Who's got the looks
Who's got the friends
Who's got everything?
I got this pain in my heart, that's all
Hey you with the long and lonely face
There's got to be something else
Let me tell you something else
There was this girl who passed me by
She gave a smile but I was shy
I looked down, so down
(Don't look there no no, go go underground)
But now there's a place to go
It's the morning
It's the evening
It's everything
I click my heels and I'm there
Underground, underground
Everything's heavy underground
You been kicked around
Did life bring you down here?
Everything's heavy underground
We'll be decked in all black and slamming the pit fantastic
The friendliest little boy's got a mohawk
He knows just where we're coming from
It's industrial, work it underground
Get down, get down, get down
Underground, underground
Everything's happy underground
You been kicked around
Did life bring you down here?
Everything's heavy underground
