Where I go I open up the ground
Turn the face of silence into sound
Dynamite forms a bridge head in me
Working out my centre-earth theory

Nothing's ever gonna change it
But I thought that someone ought to save it
And I hope that I'm ahead of my time

The underworld is reaching out to me
Dig a hole from my backyard to the sea
Drawing maps my centre-earth theory

Can you see that the earth is moving
Can you dig when your engine's broken
I looked for hell and I found me
Working out my centre-earth theory

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