Subterranean Escape Songtext - Birth Control

Subterranean Escape - Birth Control

He gets out of the door
Of his non-smoking compartment
Nervously, violently
Hurrying along the subterranean metal

There seems to be a duct leading upwards
Towards a small light
A flight of winding stairs
An iron door
A passage
Another door
Daylight
People


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