Underground the rhythm,
Of cheering is a hum
Thumping to the Pulse,
Of our shovels digging
Through the minutes,
To hear the cheers again
Before the final shot,
Before we are forgot.
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Underground the rhythm,
Of cheering is a hum
Thumping to the Pulse,
Of our shovels digging
Through the minutes,
To hear the cheers again
Before the final shot,
Before we are forgot.
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