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Countdown to BLACK 47s last gig... Oh, its 6 oclock and its time to rock And me head is beatin like a drum In the cold gray light, ah I feel like shite And I cant remember last nights fun Then the foreman says, Cmon now boys Stick your fingers down your throat and get to work And I wish to Christ, Id 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 Kings Bridge Road Did she mean what she said last night Oh Mammy dear, were 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, were all mad over here Livin in America Oh, the kids arent dressed and the house is a mess And the yuppies are networkin again Kiss their darlins goodbye, oh, well be late tonight But we should be home by eleven Oh, me little dears dry up your tears Your parents are too busy makin money Oh, Mammy dear, were 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 dont get hurt The quacks over here wont patch you up Unless they see the bucks upfront Lookin after babies from crack of dawn til dusk Changin dirty nappies and cleanin up the house Is this what Ive been educated for To wipe the arise 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 Im feelin half myself again If she comes tonight, Ill ask her outright Ah, what the hell, nothin ventured nothin gained And if she takes a chance, she might find romance Now shes 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 hes a real hard case Should I take me chance or say no thanks? Ah, what the hell, nothin ventured nothin gained Oh, Mammy dear, were all mad over here Livin in America Oh, Mammy dear, were all mad over here youtube/watch?v=bygHRUbPS0Q
Posted on: Wed, 12 Nov 2014 21:56:45 +0000

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