Black 47 - Livin' In America Lyrics
Oh, it's 6 o'clock and it's time to rockAnd me head is beatin' like a drumIn the cold grey light, ah I feel like shiteAnd I can't remember last night's funThen the foreman says "C'mon now boys,Stick your fingers down your throat and get to work"And I wish to Christ I'd stayed home last nightInstead of drinkin' in AmericaOh, I knock down walls with big iron ballsAnd I mix cement by the tonWith me tongue hangin' out for a bottle of stoutSweatin' bullets in the Brooklyn sunThen I think of her up on Kingsbridge RoadDid she mean what she said last nightOh Mammy dear, we're all mad over here...Livin' in AmericaOn me way downtown, I think of that clownAnd the things that he said last nightDid he mean 'em at all or was it just drink talkOh, I must look a terrible sightPut me makeup on as I watch the sun rise high over Fordham RoadOh Mammy dear, we're all mad over hereLivin' in AmericaAh, the kids aren't dressed and the house is a messAnd the yuppies are networkin' againKiss their darlin's goodbye - "oh, we'll be late tonightBut we should be home by eleven"Oh, me little dears dry up your tearsYour parents are too busy makin' moneyOh Mammy dear, we're all mad over hereLivin' in AmericaWorkin' with the black man, Dominican and GreekIn the snows of January or the drenchin' August heatNo sick days or benefits and for Christ sakes don't get hurtThe quacks over here won't patch you up unless they see the bucks upfrontLookin' after babies fron crack of dawn 'til duskChangin' dirty nappies and cleanin' up the houseIs this what I've been educated forTo wipe the arse of every baby in AmericaNow the day is done, take the subway homeSquashed up like some sardine in a a canIn the Blarney Stone, drink a gallon of foam'Til I'm feelin' half meself againIf she comes tonight, I'll ask her outrightAh what the hell, nothin' ventured nothin' gained....And if she takes a chance, she might find romanceNow she's livin' in AmericaSee him standing there with the ring in his earAnd the grin on the side of his faceWith the fag in his mouth, oh I should watch outFor they say that he's a real hard caseShould I take me chance or say "no thanks"Ah what the hell, nothin' ventured nothin' gainedOh Mammy dear, we're all mad over hereLivin' in America
