Celebrating National Underground Day here on POB

Today is National Underground Day ...

Some people might say my life is in a rut
I'm quite happy with what I got
People might say that I should strive for more, but
I'm so happy I can't see the point

I spent a good part of my life living underground. Growing up in Northern Ontario my bedroom was in the basement of my parent’s bungalow. I had the thick shag rug, the fake wood panelling, the very low suspended ceiling and all kinds of weird bulkheads to hide all the pipes and ductwork..... all built by my dad.

I always wondered if we messed up things too badly on the surface of our planet, if it got too hot or too cold we would all have to move underground. ....

Luckily for us we managed to fix that hole in the ozone layer and now everything is good.

Always something to worry about eh ?

It seems like years now we haven’t had any big problems on our planet.

Knock on wood.

National Underground America Day on May 14 revolves around cherishing the concept of societies living underground and thriving. Yes, we don’t only have to live on top of land — there is a lot more going on underground than you can imagine. Here is all you need to know about celebrating National Underground America Day.

https://nationaltoday.com/national-underground-america-day/

My song Selection for the Proof of Brian Holiday Playlist ...

Going underground by the Jam.

Some people might say my life is in a rut
I'm quite happy with what I got

People might say that I should strive for more, but
I'm so happy I can't see the point

Something's happening here today
A show of strength with your boy's brigade

And I'm so happy and you're so kind
You want more money, of course I don't mind

To buy nuclear textbooks for atomic crimes
And the public gets what the public wants

But I want nothing this society's got
I'm going underground (going underground)

Well, if the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground (going underground)

Well, let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout for tomorrow
Some people might get some pleasure out of hate
Me, I've enough already on my plate

People might need some tension to relax
Me? I'm too busy dodging between the flak

What you see is what you get
You've made your bed, you better lie in it

You choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies wash you down and their promises rust

You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns
And the public wants what the public gets

But I don't get what this society wants
I'm going underground (going underground)

Well, if the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground (going underground)

So let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout for tomorrow
la-la-la-la
(Oh) la-la-la-la
We talk and we talk until my head explodes
I turn on the news and my body froze
This braying sheep on my TV screen
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream
Going underground

I'm going underground
I'm going underground
I'm going underground
la-la-la-la

(Oh) la-la-la-la
(Oh) la-la-la-la
(Oh) la-la-la-la

Braying sheep on my TV screen
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream
Going underground (going underground)

Well, if the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground (going underground)

Well, let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout
Going underground (going underground)

Well, if the brass bands play and feet go pound-pound-pound
Going underground (going underground)

So let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout for tomorrow

Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Paul John Weller