2095 – The Jam – Going underground (1980)

 

Escrita por Paul Weller, foi gravada em 16 de janeiro de 1980, no Townhouse Studios, em Londres e lançada em 10 de março de 1980, no compacto que tinha Dreams of Child como Lado A. Foi produzida por Vic Coppersmith-Heaven. Chegou ao número 1 no Reino Unido. A banda teve outros três números 1 na carreira, mas Going underground foi o primeiro. A letra tem um sentimenti shakesperiano, uma vez que ela avisa às massas que ele devem reconhecer suas coletividades contra o poder da hierarquia. A crítica parte aguda à Margaret Thatcher e o partido conservador, que haviam ganho no Reino Unido, a apatia dos eleitores que acham que a levou ao poder. Fala também do completo industrial-militar. A guitarra lembra And your bird can sing, dos Beatles. Nunca saiu em nenhum dis 6 discos de estúdios da banda.

A letra:

Some people might say my life is in a rut
I'm quite happy with what I got
People might say that I should strive for more, but
I'm so happy I can't see the point
Something's happening here today
A show of strength with your boy's brigade
And I'm so happy and you're so kind
You want more money, of course I don't mind
To buy nuclear textbooks for atomic crimes
And the public gets what the public wants
But I want nothing this society's got

I'm going underground (going underground)
Well, if the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground (going underground)
Well, let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout for tomorrow

Some people might get some pleasure out of hate
Me, I've enough already on my plate
People might need some tension to relax
Me? I'm too busy dodging between the flak
What you see is what you get
You've made your bed, you better lie in it
You choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies wash you down and their promises rust
You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns
And the public wants what the public gets
But I don't get what this society wants

I'm going underground (going underground)
Well, if the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground (going underground)
So let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout for tomorrow

la-la-la-la
(Oh) la-la-la-la

We talk and we talk until my head explodes
I turn on the news and my body froze
This braying sheep on my TV screen
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream
Going underground
I'm going underground
I'm going underground
I'm going underground

la-la-la-la
(Oh) la-la-la-la
(Oh) la-la-la-la
(Oh) la-la-la-la

Braying sheep on my TV screen
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream

Going underground (going underground)
Well, if the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground (going underground)
Well, let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout

Going underground (going underground)
Well, if the brass bands play and feet go pound-pound-pound
Going underground (going underground)
So let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout for tomorrow

A versão do Jam: