"Underneath The Colours" lyrics
No division in the ranks
The lines are long and proud
No question on their lips
But there will always be doubt
Like a Chinese painting
All red with its message
A flag high in the sky
Twists and turns its language
Underneath the colours red-blue-white
Catch a glimpse of others
From the corner of your eye
With the rise and fall of
The conductor's blind-hand
I play Russian roulette
I'm an angry young man
No division in the ranks
The lines are long and proud
No question on their lips
But there will always be doubt
The lines are long and proud
No question on their lips
But there will always be doubt
Like a Chinese painting
All red with its message
A flag high in the sky
Twists and turns its language
Underneath the colours red-blue-white
Catch a glimpse of others
From the corner of your eye
With the rise and fall of
The conductor's blind-hand
I play Russian roulette
I'm an angry young man
No division in the ranks
The lines are long and proud
No question on their lips
But there will always be doubt
Thanks to Laughlin Cargnali for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Andrew Charles Farriss, Michael Kelland Hutchence
