Be The President

Somewhere deep down underground
At the bottom of a pit
In a mine below the city
Stealing muscles they can split
Where childhood songs and tales
Steal the wounds from your remorse
Where window-shopping eyes
Go looking for the soars

We were all born naked
With nothing in our cup
Ten million tons of stone
Where the cities all grew up
And the walls in the megatropolis
Breathing pain and sweating hope
Underground, underground

You can tell all the children now

Be the president
You'll be the president
Be the president
You'll be the president
Be the president
You'll be the president
Be the president
You'll be the president

Underground
Underground

In the starry black night
There's a feast behind your door
All the debt collecting letters
Get another birthday on your floor
Down where life is short
A party in a dustbin
Singing songs to children
About the grief looking in

Somewhere deep down underground
Sledgehammers sing their song
About the sun eating up our bodies
When the winter's been to long
Let it echo in your brain
You're a needed star of dawn
Underground, underground

You can tell all the children

Be the president
You'll be the president
Be the president
You'll be the president
Be the president
You'll be the president
Be the president
You'll be the president

Underground

You can tell all the children

Be the president
You'll be the president
Be the president
You'll be the president
Be the president
You'll be the president
Be the president
You'll be the president

Underground
Underground

(The crowd watches, sees)
(Disappears in the dark)
(The double drums, the radio waves)
(The cold song)
(Come watch)
(The rise and the fall)
(Fall)
(Fall)
(Fall)



Credits
Writer(s): Fred Ingvar Asp, Joachim Thaastroem, Per Olov Haegglund, Christian Falk, Gunnar Nils Ljungstedt, Einar Hekscher
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