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Now That’s What I Call Music: Smash Hits
Disc 1
01. Down to Earth
02. If You Let Me Stay
03. Respectable
04. Labour of Love
05. Rain or Shine
06. West End Girls
07. Happy Hour
08. Holding Back the Years
09. Take On Me
10. You Spin Me Round (Like a Record)
11. There Must Be an Angel (Playing With My Heart)
12. Everybody Wants to Rule the World
13. Wake Me Up Before You Go Go
14. Smalltown Boy
15. Master & Servant
16. Careless Whisper
Disc 2
01. True
02. Red Red Wine
03. Hold Me Now
04. The Lovecats
05. Come On Eileen
06. The Look of Love
07. Do You Really Want to Hurt Me
08. Save a Prayer
09. Under Pressure
10. Favourite Shirts (Boy Meets Girl)
11. Ghost Town
12. Going Underground
13. Baggy Trousers
14. Antmusic
15. Atomic
Some people might say my life is in a rut
But 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, let the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground, (Going underground)
Well, let the boys all sing and 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, let the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground (Going underground)
So let the boys all sing and the boys all shout for tomorrow

La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la

We talk and we talk until my head explodes
I turn on the news and my body froze
The 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
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la

These braying sheep on my TV screen
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream!

Going underground (going underground)
Well, let 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, let 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