Black 47 - Livin' In America Lyrics

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Oh it's 6 o'clock and it's time to rock

And me head is beatin' like a drum

In the cold grey light ah I feel like shite

And I can't remember last night's fun

Then 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 night

Instead of drinkin' in America

Oh I knock down walls with big iron balls

And I mix cement by the ton

With me tongue hangin' out for a bottle of stout

Sweatin' bullets in the Brooklyn sun

Then I think of her up on Kingsbridge Road

Did she mean what she said last night

Oh Mammy dear we're all mad over here...

Livin' in America

On me way downtown I think of that clown

And the things that he said last night

Did he mean 'em at all or was it just drink talk

Oh I must look a terrible sight

Put me makeup on as I watch the sun rise high over Fordham Road

Oh Mammy dear we're all mad over here

Livin' in America

Ah the kids aren't dressed and the house is a mess

And the yuppies are networkin' again

Kiss their darlin's goodbye - "oh we'll be late tonight

But we should be home by eleven"

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Oh me little dears dry up your tears

Your parents are too busy makin' money

Oh Mammy dear we're all mad over here

Livin' in America

Workin' with the black man Dominican and Greek

In the snows of January or the drenchin' August heat

No sick days or benefits and for Christ sakes don't get hurt

The quacks over here won't patch you up unless they see the bucks upfront

Lookin' after babies fron crack of dawn 'til dusk

Changin' dirty nappies and cleanin' up the house

Is this what I've been educated for

To wipe the arse of every baby in America

Now the day is done take the subway home

Squashed up like some sardine in a a can

In the Blarney Stone drink a gallon of foam

'Til I'm feelin' half meself again

If she comes tonight I'll ask her outright

Ah what the hell nothin' ventured nothin' gained....

And if she takes a chance she might find romance

Now she's livin' in America

See him standing there with the ring in his ear

And the grin on the side of his face

With the fag in his mouth oh I should watch out

For they say that he's a real hard case

Should I take me chance or say "no thanks"

Ah what the hell nothin' ventured nothin' gained

Oh Mammy dear we're all mad over here

Livin' in America

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