There is life underground There's something going around These subterranean realms A labyrinth of lairs In burrows and caves Still undetected and unseen Look at these molehills At times we're stepping at molehills There is life underground Something's going around And Mr. Hoover is still in town There's something trying to hide In a corner of your mind Headshrinker's drilling holes Blue coloured pills, clean white coats Mr. Hoover's at your your side Taming white mice, telling lies Look at these Molehills At times we're stepping at molehills There is life underground Something's going around And Mr. Hoover is still in town