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