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80,000 underground - resurrection band lyrics

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“bones beneath the shovel’s blade,” that’s what the radio said,
years ago, a payoff made built a mall on top of the dead.

eighty thousand underground,
eighty thousand; not a sound,
eighty thousand nameless souls; brothers, sisters of us all.

a mother in her cotton dress,
a little baby taken in distress,
a hobo with a kindly face,
there was a daughter of a southern slave.

eighty thousand underground,
eighty thousand; not a sound,
eighty thousand nameless souls; brothers, sisters of us all.

bulging wallets, empty hearts,
the walking dead push shopping carts,
what price human dignity?
betrayed because of poverty.

eighty thousand underground,
eighty thousand; not a sound,
eighty thousand nameless souls; brothers, sisters of us all,
eighty thousand underground,
eighty thousand; not a sound,
eighty thousand nameless souls; brothers, sisters of us all,
eighty thousand… underground,
eighty thousand… not a sound,
eighty thousand,
eighty thousand,
eighty thousand underground.

- resurrection band lyrics

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