80,000 Underground
Resurrection Band/REZ
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"Bones beneath the shovel's blade," that's what the radio said,
Years ago, a payoff made built a mall on top of the dead.
Eighty thousand underground,
Eighty thousand; not a sound,
Eighty thousand nameless souls; brothers, sisters of us all.
A mother in her cotton dress,
A little baby taken in distress,
A hobo with a kindly face,
There was a daughter of a southern slave.
Eighty thousand underground,
Eighty thousand; not a sound,
Eighty thousand nameless souls; brothers, sisters of us all.
Bulging wallets, empty hearts,
The walking dead push shopping carts,
What price human dignity?
Betrayed because of poverty.
Eighty thousand underground,
Eighty thousand; not a sound,
Eighty thousand nameless souls; brothers, sisters of us all,
Eighty thousand underground,
Eighty thousand; not a sound,
Eighty thousand nameless souls; brothers, sisters of us all,
Eighty thousand... underground,
Eighty thousand... not a sound,
Eighty thousand,
Eighty thousand,
Eighty thousand underground.