The Underworld

I sit by electric candlelight, at night And nothing to my own little world I can go As the clouds appear before my eyes I fly into the underworld, to know And when I come out and back in the real world, don't you know it I march off to work every day, every day But sooner or later, the night comes around She rolls around again And I'm into the underworld, we go So it should be, it's so bizarre You'll never believe it You give yourself away with the look in your eyes If I told you once, I told you fifteen fuckin' thousand times Just be yourself and everything will be alright