I'm standing with the rank-n-file I'm marching with
the underground our black hearts worn on our sleeves
let my imagination go and drop me where i feel most scare

back
snap back already giving thanks im not trapped working in a
sweatshop somewhere this songs for those less fortunate

locked
in a world where both ends aren't meant to meet I'm
standing

with the rank-n-file I'm marching with the underground our
black
hearts worn on our sleeves let my imagination go and drop me

where i feel most scare synaptic flashes in my head then
total
thanks again I'm not soldiering somewhere this songs for

the
countless souls who died in vain for someone else's gain.
left

my birthplace for forgeign streets to strange places new faces
i
flew shoeless kids stood on the corner their eyes they were

transfixed on you so I'm standing with the rank-n-file
I'm marching with the underground my black heart worn on
the

sleeve
I'm standing with the rank-n-file I'm marching with


the underground our black hearts worn on our sleeves.