Crooked Underground

Someone said that good intentions
Are the fathers of invention
Mostly present at conception
Before receding in the distance

I remember singing loud
About the crooked underground
Going "la la la la la la la"
And I will always be grateful for that

The world is a woman
With her head upon a swivel
She takes it on the chin
And sometimes in her hair as well

I remember singing loud
Going "la la la la la la la..."

The Chicago River shrugs along
Like some ancient Charlie Brown
And I don't know what to do now

But I remember singing loud
About the crooked underground
Going "la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la..."



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Greene
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