Well I'm down here in the well Looking back up at the hill Well I thank heavens I fell Must look more like myself Now everyone is so kind Everyone looks like a long lost friend of mine I'm on top of the world again When I'm looking up from under Babylon
I had a home in the fields Earned my wage in the factories there And I was raised by the mill And I worked with my brothers there I told my mother I'd always write I headed west for the coast with the big city lights Now mamma I'm so sorry I've forgotten But now I'm looking up from under Babylon
Now tell me how far I've been And how deep was I in Tell me how I conceived The vanity to believe That I would not be outnumbered By the thumbs I have been under
Now stray dogs in the street Learn how to beg, steal, borrow and cheat And in the dead summer heat I fell asleep with blood on my teeth
But those days before I met you girl Were just ice cream falling down on the shoes of my world I'm so happy that you're my friend When we're looking up from under Babylon
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