Runaround On The Underground Lyrics - Erasure

I'm waiting at the bus stop for a double-decker ride. 

Supermarket checkout boy finds his way inside. 

A shady looking character, his beady eyes on me. 

I slip into a window seat, and then pretend to read. 

It's a wild, it's a wild, wild, wild world. 

The hardest thing is holding on, 

holding on and take the strain. 

They're coming at me at angles that I never knew existed. 

They ain't gonna get me. 

I'm building up my colours of resistance. (colours of 

resistance) 

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It's a runaround on the underground. 

A cybermatic shopper, with a slight sadistic grin, 

pulls a zipper on her sleeping bag; shuts herself within. 

A triple quilted chrysalis waiting for the sales. 

A bargain basement butterfly going off the rails 

It's a wild, it's a wild, wild, wild world. 

The hardest thing is holding on, 

holding on and take the strain. 

They're coming at me at angles that I never knew existed... woah 

They ain't gonna get me. 

I'm building up my colours of resistance. (colours of 

resistance) 

It's a runaround on the underground. 

It's a wild, it's a wild, wild, wild world. 

The hardest thing is holding on, 

holding on and take the strain. 

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They're coming at me at angles that I never knew existed. 

They ain't gonna get me. 

I'm building up my colours of resistance. (colours of 

resistance) 

It's a runaround on the underground The hardest thing is holding 

on, 

holding on and take the strain. 

They're coming at me at angles that I never knew existed. 

They ain't gonna get me. 

I'm building up my colours of resistance. (colours of 

resistance) 

The hardest thing is holding on, 

holding on and take the strain.