Ah, early morning, underneath the city In a tunnel, calling, "Rescue me" I come from the mountain, I return again Without a tear, naturally Early morning, underneath the city In a tunnel, calling, "Rescue me" I come from the mountain, I return again Without a tear, naturally Girl like to smile half the time Boys are the trouble all the time Sitting in their pockets, just a dime Lifting heavy spirits from the slime No one likes a heartache or the kind Everyone's a problem sometimes Flipping over secrets, day and night Flipping out our insides, what a fright Ah, early morning, underneath the city In a tunnel, can you rescue me? I come from the mountain, I return again Without a tear, naturally No one likes a heartache or the kind Everyone's a problem sometimes Flipping over secrets, day and night Flipping out our insides, what a fright