Grain of Sand - Underground Lyrics

Stereotypes flooding the market
Gripping hold of the red carpet
Closing the door on the fallen
Oh, how glorious it sounds
But the real show's in the underground
Where the lights grow dim
And the crowd screams loud
Take a trip I'll show you the way

We're going down, down, down
Back to the bottom

Leisure suit types looking for profit
Writing a hit just to top it
We can't sit back, let it happen
Turn away while the music drowns
Cause the real show's in the underground
We're not trapped by glamour
Don't wear masks like clowns
All the masks they wear are melting away

We're going down, down, down
Back to the bottom

We can't stop now
Back to the underground

We're going down, down, down
Back to the bottom
Back to the start