What's goin on down there

Chorus:
Nobody knows about,
Nobody knows about,
What's goin' on down there,
Who's gonna tell about,
Who's gonna tell about,
What's goin' on down there.

They dragged the Mississippi for the three lost men,
They came up with other guys, eight, nine, ten,
And threw them back again, Oh,

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You try to register like the constitution said,
They take away your job and they take away your bread
You might as well be dead, Oh,

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They throw you into jail all covered with blood,
F.B.I. man won't do you any good
He also wears the hood, Oh,

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You stand up like a man and they cut you in two,
The killer goes to trial, but what good does it do?
He's on the jury, too, Oh,

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The newspaper pages have nothing to say,
They either tell lies or they hide it all away,
Day after day after day, Oh,

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We sing you this song so you know what's true,
And you've got to take the story everywhere you go,
Because it's up to you, Oh,

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