Well I'm down here in the well
Looking back up at the hill
Well I thank heavens I fell

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
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




Now tell me how far I've been
And how deep was I in

Tell me how I conceived
The vanity to believe
That I would not be outnumbered

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