I got my good foot showin' & I'm glowin' Like somebody goin' nowhere at a pace I got a good hand I'm yearning to be turning But I'm learning not to show it on my face Outside my shutters, money flutters To the gutters, we got ecstacy for lovers And the mercy of our mothers So come on, let's get high People of the underground A little later we could ride the elevator Tip the waiter for a table in space It's never early for a fashionable girlie To make tardiness a matter of taste We're in a taxi as the happiness Attacks me, and we're laughin' in the Backseat cause it's 10 o'clock exactly So come on, let's get high People of the underground Your kiss is swallowin' the devil's tounge Your dance is spinnin' in the midnight sun There's no tomorrow when your out havin' fun... People of the underground (I've got your number) Down valet valley all the brothers in the alley Recognize me but they don't know my name I pay no covers cause I roll with modern lovers And I always try to hover near fame I am the star-crossed keeper of the tarot With a fortune like a pharaoh Steppin' out of a camaro Come on, let's get high I move my feet and I'm always changin' streets As I listen to the beats on my rounds I offer all my petty problems to the night, Cause she can Solve em like she talks the sun down And under all this concrete madness, Crime & horoscopes & sadness Try to take away my gladness Come on, let's get high People of the underground...