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



When we're looking

up from under Babylon