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