Pop music, no magazine
You wonder what the point is
No money, no new pair of jeans
I wonder if it’s true
To be happy, let’s live in hiding
To be better, you shouldn’t sign
To be happy, let’s live in hiding
To be happy, you have to struggle
Stop, stop, Miss Underground
I think that you really are Miss Underground
Stop, stop, Miss Underground
I think that you really are Miss Underground
Punk music, no imagination
You wonder what the point is
No music video, no cheap junk
I wonder if it’s true
Stop, stop, Miss Underground
I think that you really are Miss Underground
Stop, stop, Miss Underground
I think that you really are Miss Underground
Really Miss Underground…