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I'm down here in the well Looking back up at the hill I thank heavens I fell I 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 Headed west for the coast With the big city lights Now Mama I'm so sorry I'd forgotten But now I'm looking Up from under babylon Now tell me how far I've been How deep was I in Letras de cancionesTell me how I conceived The vanity to believe That I would not be outnumbered By the thumbs I have been under 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 like 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 From Letras Mania