Up From Under
by: Anthony
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Well I'm down here in the well
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Looking back up at the hill
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Well I thank heavens I fell
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Must look more like myself
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Now everyone is so kind
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Everyone looks like a long lost friend of mine
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I'm on top of the world again
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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
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Now tell me how far I've been
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And how deep was I in
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Tell me how I conceived
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The vanity to believe
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That I would not be outnumbered
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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