[ Предположительная тональность: Hm ] Bm Bm Em Take a look round lively old London Bm F#m Buzzing crowds we sweat and we revel Em F#m Red-cheeked shouts and songs Bm A In the flicker of the gaslight Bm Em Eager Blighty bursts from the cobblestones Bm F#m Racing, climbing, blooming fertility Em F#m Born from secret seeds Bm That are scattered in the night time Bm F#m London is fed upon the meat of the dead Em F#m They're one shallow inch below the town Em Bm Underground, underground F#m Bm Leave them underground Bm Em Them that whispered dreams that only poisoned us Bm F#m Them that told us lies of their bravery Em F#m Them that preached of progress Bm A And put us in the poor house Bm Em Them done horrid murder on bloody stages Bm F#m Them that loudly crowed their humility Em F#m Lords and dames that sung Bm In the chapels on a Sunday Bm F#m All quiet now, their mouths are stopped up by mud Em F#m They lie flung in rags and make no sound Em Bm Underground, underground F#m Bm Leave them underground D A Em G A Bm D Those who fought for something better A Em Those who taught by how they lived G A Bm Loved ones taken long before their work was done Em Bm Underground, underground F#m Bm Leave them underground Em Bm Underground, underground F#m Bm Leave them underground Em Bm Underground, underground F#m Bm Leave them underground Em Bm Underground, underground F#m Bm Leave them underground