MareMare

So I guess this would be a final chorus, using the original first line: Down isn’t up and up isn’t down in the American underground The found who’ve been lost again will be found in the American underground We’ll all be here if you come around to the American underground Wherever you’re from we’re all homeward bound in the American underground

So I guess this would be a final chorus, using the original first line: Down isn't up and up isn't down in the American underground The found who've been lost again will be found in the American underground We'll all be here if you come around to the American underground Wherever you're from we're all homeward bound in the American underground

(rewrite) So help me turn it, help me, and I'll help you turn it too, together----

So help me turn it, help me, I'll help you turn it, too and look - others coming through

They'll boss you and exhaust you and then offer you a pill/ "Look over here!" "Look over there!" Keep your eyes ahead and still

See them rip off our rights while they all do so wrong/ They get fat on your taxes but don't let you belong

A voice can start a chorus and that in turn becomes a song A song cannot stay hidden when so many sing along

I know you're getting tired and you just want to fall/But you never know your really strength till you're back's against the wall

But why is it aboveground I start to doubt that out might be in and in might be out?

And I don't feel like me in the "Land of the Free" when everyone's hating and acting crazy

I don't want to go to war again, I wanna watch Breaking Bad