[Verse 1]

I met this girl just last week, I said her signs gone red like a penny suite, yeah

She stay put in my mind

Here eyes roll back ‘cause she never sleep, no

Up to the street with the cheap, peep show

People who caught me call me knee deep, though

But if so I’ll be ready to jump off

But haven't got a validated ticket for the next stop

[Pre-Chorus]

I take a step on the platform

I get back from the closed doors

There’s no escape from it

Because I’m-

[Chorus]

Underground

Where the girls eat you for breakfast

And the boys will snatch your necklace off

Buy it in a shop, it won’t stop

Underground

Where the scum score lines like Tetris

And you’ll find less funds in checkbooks

It’s all full of respect but don’t wanna slip and break your neck in the underground

[Verse 2]

I saw this man in the pimp-stripped suit

He had a faulty London blackberry paper to boot

It’s not about the free time, it’s all about the business

He’s taking it all in ‘cause the moneys on his wish list

Black hair, black suit, black tie, no slick

High roller, haven’t seen at all like diet cola

I think we’re from opposite scenes

Cause he’s looking at me like I’m some kind of freak

And he’s shuffling away to the next empty seat

[Pre-Chorus]

I take a step on the platform

I get back from the closed doors

There’s no escape from it

Because I’m-

[Chorus]

Underground

Where the girls eat you for breakfast

And the boys will snatch your necklace off

Buy it in a shop, it won’t stop

Underground

Where the scum score lines like Tetris

And you’ll find less funds in checkbooks

It’s all full of respect but don’t wanna slip and break your neck in the underground

[Verse 3: Cover of “Welcome To Jamrock” by Damian Marley]

Welcome to Jamrock Camp whe' the thugs dem camp at

Two pound a weed inna van back It inna yuh hand bag, yuh nap sack It inna yuh back pack

The smell a give yah girlfriend contact Some bwoy nuh know dis

Dem only come around like tourist

On the beach with a few club sodas

Bedtime stories, and pose like dem name Chuck Norris And don't know the real hardcore

'Cause Sandals ah no

"Back-To" Di thugs dem wi' do whe' dem got to And won't think twice to shot you Don't mek dem spot you, unless you carry guns a lot too