Subterranean Monsters

People say I'm crazy.
But I haven't the time.
What time is it?
Been living down here about four years.
Give or take a couple of months.
It's hard to keep track.
I can't remember all that good.
Since my accident.
About four years ago.
Give or take a couple of months.
It's hard to keep track.
I can't remember all that good.
What time is it?
Doctors said I'll never really fully mend.
Only slightly.
Bruised brain and all that.
Not firing properly.
I might repeat things.
I feel safe down here rather than up there.
But there's danger down here too.
The monsters.
They're down here.
They exist.
People say I'm crazy.
But I haven't the time.
What time is it?
I gotta go.
I gotta go.
There's a monster coming.
There's a monster coming.
And it stops and devours people.
They don't scream at all.
None of them.
And then it moves on.
Day and night I see it all,
The monsters and people.
The monsters and people.
Day and night I see it all.
What time is it?
I gotta go.
I gotta go.
There's a monster coming.
I need to hide.
Go up the escalator.
Hide in the toilets.
There's a monster coming.
Can't you hear it.
Can't you hear it.
There's a monster coming.
After it feeds and passes,
I can make it to the Waterloo line.
I use the tunnels.
It's quieter there this time of night.
People say I'm crazy.
But I haven't the time.
What time is it?
I gotta go.
I gotta go.
There's a monster coming.
What time is it?