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Theres a bump in the basement
Theres a knocking on the wall
In the pumping of the pistons
I swear I heard you call
Theres a bump in the basement
Theres a hole in the floor
Theres a guard in the garden
Locking up the door
Theres a rumble in the floorboards
No shutting out the sound
And the workers down below me
Digging underground
Feel the building all around me
Like a wrap of armoured skin
But the more we are protected
The more were trapped within
Tell it like it is
Till theres no misunderstanding
When you strip it right back
Man feed machine
Machine feed man
Tell it like it is (And on this land, we cast our fortune)
Till theres no misunderstanding (And on this ground, we make our home)
You make up what you like
Man feed machine
Machine feed man
Brick by brick by brick by brick were building
Brick by brick by brick by brick were building
Brick by brick by brick by brick were building
Brick by brick by brick by brick were building
Brick by brick by brick by brick were building
Brick by brick by brick by brick were building