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 © STARRY PLOUGH MUSIC; EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com