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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Underworld
Performer
Alfie Thomas
Guitar
Karl Hyde
Vocals
Rick Smith
Keyboards
Baz Allen
Bass
Bryn B. Burrows
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alfie Thomas
Songwriter
Karl Hyde
Composer
Rick Smith
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Arun Chakraverty
Mastering Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Stephen W. Taylor
Mixing Engineer
Rupert Hine
Producer
Andrew Scarth
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
I am the doctor
Please report to the dancefloor
Unknown, unseen
We live underneath the radar
No sign upon the screen
We dance underneath the radar
Between the walls, well, hey
We're just too small to make a fuss about it
Did something fall? Well, hey
What is the point in losin' sleep about it?
See you later, see you later
Hip-a-na-now-now-now
Hip-a-na-now-now-now
See you later, call me
We dance underneath the radar
We live underneath the bomb
When you live underneath the radar
There's no way that you're ever gonna get far
We kiss underneath the search lights
And we live underneath the bomb
When you live underneath the radar
There's no way that you're ever gonna get far
Hip, ha-ha-ha-ha said get hip
We speak, unheard
Like ants we dance between the towers
We sleep, they move
Come sailin' over the horizon
Between the walls, well, hey
We're just too small to make a fuss about it
Did something fall? Well, hey
What is the point in losin' sleep about it?
See you later, see you later
Hip-a-na-now-now-now
Hip-a-na-now-now-now
See you later, call me
We dance underneath the radar
We live underneath the bomb
When you live underneath the radar
There's no way that you're ever gonna get far
We kiss underneath the search lights
And we live underneath the bomb
When you live underneath the radar
There's no way that you're ever gonna get far
Hip, ha-ha-ha-ha so get hip
He says I am the doctor, oh, in a B-52
I come across the horizon
Drop my love on you, you, you, you, you
I'm gonna w-o-o-o-o-o you all, watch out
I'm gonna w-o-o-o-o-o you all, see you later, bustah
See you later, see you later
Hip-a-na-now-now-now
Hip-a-na-now-now-now
See you later, call me
We dance underneath the radar
We live underneath the bomb
When you live underneath the radar
There's no way that you're ever gonna get far
We kiss underneath the search lights
And we live underneath the bomb
When you live underneath the radar
There's no way that you're ever gonna get far
So get hip, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Written by: Alfie Thomas, Karl Hyde, Rick Smith