welcome you're under control   and buried like a mole   1000 feet below   waiting we're all that we've got   our reputation's shot    a 90 story fall      no one here can make a sound    we're all ghosts in this town   we are standing in the trenches of the new   underground      pipe down stay under control    it's getting so absurd   soon everything will turn      it's out time to see the sun   there'll be a crack and our day will come   maybe then we'll be the ones   you never can be sure the shot heard   round the world      no one here can make a sound   we're just ghosts in this town   we are standing in the trenches of the new   underground      no one here can make a sound   we're just ghosts in this town   we are standing in the trenches of the new underground   all the walls are coming down   we're still hanging around    we are digging in the trenches of the new   underground