Livin' In America Lyrics - Black 47

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

And me head is beatin' like a drum 

In the cold gray 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 Kings Bridge 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 

Oh, 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 

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 from crack of dawn 'til dusk 

Changin' dirty nappies and cleanin' up the house 

Is this what I've 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 I'm feelin' half myself 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 

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

Livin' in America 

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

Livin' in America 

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

Livin' in America