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Underworld
Underworld


Background information
Origin Romford, UK
Genre(s) Dance
Techno
Progressive House
Progressive Trance
Alternative Dance
Years active 1986—present
Label(s) V2 Records
Sire Records
Junior Boys Own
Wax Trax! Records
Associated acts Freur
Website Website
Members
Karl Hyde
Rick Smith
Former members
Baz Allen
Bryn Burrows
Alfie Thomas
Pascal Consoli
Darren Emerson



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Underworld Album


Second Toughest In The Infants (03/19/1996)
03/19/1996
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4.
Rowla (instrumental)
5.
6.
7.
Blue Ski (instrumental)
8.
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your rails
your thin
your thin paper wings
your thin paper wings
in the wind,
dangling
your sun, fly
your window, shattering

your rails
your thin
your thin paper wings
sugarbox - sugarboy
riding in
riding in
sugarbox - sugarboy
handheld candle sugarboy
your rails
your thin
your thin paper wings
your thin paper wings
in the wind,
dangling
your sun, fly
your window shattered in the wind
your cocacola saint,
rattlin
rattlin
resonator...
homeless strays,
gatherin
outside your window
bootleg babies call to you lying among the mosquitos
that summer's fever coming
cats are gathering
outside your window
homeless strays
bootleg babies,
calling to you
lying among
lie among the mosquitos
your rails
your thin
your thin paper wings
in the wind
your sun, fly
danglin
danglin
your window shattered in the wind
the sun lying
your cocacola sign
your rails
your thin
paper wings
paper wings
resonator...
homeless strays,
gathering
outside your window
bootleg babies call to you,
lying among the mosquitos
and the summer's fever coming
cats are gathering
outside your window
homeless strays
bootleg babies
calling to you
lying among
lying among the mosquitos
your rails
your thin
your thin paper wings
in the wind
your sun, fly
dangling
dangling
your window shattered in the wind
the sun and on your cocacola saint
your rails
your thin paper wings
paper wings
/
talk to me...
there is a sound on the other side of this wall
burning singing on the other side of this glass
footsteps concealed
silence is preserving the voice
walking in the wind at the water's edge
comes close to covering my rubber feet
listening to the barbed wire hanging
there is a sound on the other side of this wall
burning singing on the other side of this glass
footsteps concealed
silence is preserving the voice
silver chain
thrown away
broken wing
silver and blue and blue and denim
and silver and red and silver and red
and blue and yellow and white and blue
and blue and red and grey and red and
green and blue and yellow and black and
black and red and green and white and blue (and blue)
and grey and blue and white and yellow
and black and white and blue (and blue)
and red and white and red and grey
and grey and red and red and yellow and
green and grey and blue and blue and grey
and yellow (and white)
and silver and black and green and
red (and white)
and black and silver and white and
grey and blue (and blue)
and grey and silver and white and white
and red and curry and green and grey (and brown)
and white and green and red and red
and green and white and black and silver
and silver and green and grey and black
and black and red and white and grey and

. . .



if they don't
know they don't know they're gonna find out soon enough i'm so hot as
if that hurt did you wash it fester it around some you don't even have
to wind your own stuff bring in the marines

i've heard
so many other things and it was all brown we're the suction
ones the ones that suck it up and i don't ever do the aisle until i did that
thing i'll bet you'd like a blue boost try a new roost

loosen the strap
with the two metal ends rest your head against the steel blow into the
tube show me your legs help me show me your pinksmile walking up the
aisle show me the thing underneath the seat show me your tiny plastic
something a song like a squealing pig like a train with wheels

in the
dark with the lights off concealed i'm thinking of you still

:white room
:little legend
:fishmen
:nike men
:red stripe
:blue mercedes
:big dog
:salty men
:full moon rising
:old boys
:salty girls
:bunny girl
:happy shopper
:bouncing ball
:setting sun

i think i found the real stuff
i thing i found the real stuff

:white room
:little legend
:fishmen
:nike men
:red stripe
:blue mercedes
:big dog
:salty men
:full moon rising
:old boys
:salty girls
:bunny girl
:happy shopper
:bouncing ball
:setting sun

i think i found the real stuff
i thing i found the real stuff

:white crumbs
:across your bed
:grey clouds cover bethnal green
:white jeans
:black top
:nice shape
:cracks a new witch
:blue sun gone
:sliding
:naked beneath the knee
:reflect
:black glass
:your knee
:talking

i think i found the real stuff

. . .



ground

she said,
"you can do anything you want"
"you can be with anyone"
"you can go anywhere you want"
,she said

she said,
"you can say anything you need"
"you can be anywhere you feel"
"just pick up the phone"

we are lightning boys
mop floor
lager makes us
confusion
the waitress

she said,
"don't go dark on me again"
,she said
she said,
"the silence and the silence i see you my confidence"
,she said

wait a minute

she said,
"loophole how are you"
"mmm once again a superstar"
"he loves you but can you name me his children"
"mmm the god you lost again"
"the color of your boyfriend"
"get out of bed answer the phone"

she said,
"in the belly of st. pauls again"
"got you a rubber man"
"i'm smiling with the sun"
"two years is a small price"
"loophole how are you"
"once again a superstar"
"look at the size of it"
,she said

she said,
"you can do anything you want"
"you can be with anyone"
"you can go anywhere you want"
,she said

she said,
"you can say anything you need"
"you can be anywhere you feel"
"just pick up the phone"

the ground...
look at the house whose noose step one

. . .

Rowla

[No lyrics]

. . .



rioja rioja
reverend al green
deep blue morocco
the water on stone
the water on concrete
the water on sand
the water on firesmoke

the wind the salt the bright boat coming dave in the water old man
einstein on top of his house white deep blue andalusia red yellow
red yellow black car red light far black place walls blue chair morocco
hamburg paris the pieces of the puzzle are waiting the water of the
dark boats gliding bright boats gone out to sea and dave is floating
dave is floating an old man einstein crazy in his attic

crazycrazycrazycrazy...

white room sun room shadow room night transmitting cars across the room
these things sent to dance across the room i'm watching from your bed

returning to you

rioja rioja
reverend al green
deep blue morocco
the water on stone
the water on concrete
the water on sand
the water on firesmoke

the wind the salt the bright boat coming dave in the water old man
einstein on top of his house white deep blue andalusia red yellow
red yellow black car red light far black place walls blue chair morocco
hamburg paris the pieces of the puzzle are waiting the water of the
dark boats gliding bright boats gone out to sea and dave is floating
dave is floating an old man einstein crazy in his attic


. . .



should i want it...

bunny girl
happy shopper
bouncing ball
telephone dial
shifting sun
are you waiting for a bus
barefoot barefoot
women sleep
who knows what
happened to
be my wish
the shop was
open now
how bout something
some more things
bouncing ball
bunny girl
happy shopper
bouncing ball
telephone dial
setting sun
are you waiting for your bus

human pleasure
trust that girl
human wire
i receive
human glad
i remember
i come woman
i come women
i come one man...

bunny girl
happy shopper
bouncing ball
telephone dial
shifting sun
you are waiting
for a bus
bedford sun
in the end
human pleasure
transmit love
human wire
i'm the same
i am glad thing
i come one man
i come one man
jane is waiting
in your software
in your blouse
in your denim
carrying
her new software
little black thing
is electric
and the breathing
and the breathing
and the brave
all she says now
and he says
come on fuck this
i'm no woman
i'm a maniac
i'm on trade
i'm not paying
senseless geezer
where the doors are opening
with electric
arm or piston
in the tubehole
it is sliding
full of moisture
getting on now
with his both hands
on the red poles
on the red poles

should i want it...

. . .

Blue Ski

[No lyrics]

. . .



orange orange orange in the mouth again straighten
wearing stone washed demin again straighten
carrying something wrapped in plastic straighten
curled on the blue velveteen again straighten

straighten

sightless yellow highrise bethnal green straighten
corner tubeless dark and wet straighten
ten tons slowly then again straighten

with its glass eyes a blue formica halo

stainless steel between the fingers straighten

piston leaning ponytail licking colonel sanders fingers

the naming of killer boy

everythingsgoingwest nothingsgoingeast straighten
theres no need to be so uptight straighten

make up for all their messes i could listen to you all day
what a laugh
cut me i bleed like you ha ha

the naming of killer boy

cover your teeth i love you dont bite me yet i believe in you i found you
shopping in europa on wardor street not phoning packwidth

guilty as sin straighten
scratches on paper pissed in a tubehole straighten

smelling of deep-fried beans and whispering your name
tubehole wind in my face thunder in gentle distance

reactor reactor do you mind straighten

this is a random feature random feature
this is a random feature

naming of killer boy


. . .


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