🎶In this mean old part of the city. Where, son’s aren’t allowed (anymore) to shine.
Well, there ain’t no use in crying.
American woman you’re so young and pretty.
1 thing I know is true.
You’ll be dead before your time is due.
See my daddy in bed he’s dying.
Hair going bald & grey.
Watching his body as it wastes away.
We gotta get out of this place.
It’ll be the last thing we’ll ever do.
We gotta get out of this place.
Believer’s, there’s a better Place for me & You.
American woman you’re so young and pretty.
1 thing I know is true.
We’ll all be dead before our time is due.
See my daddy in bed he’s dying.
Hair going bald & grey.
He’s been working & slaving his life away.
(And what the flying fuck for?)
Work, Work, Work, WORK!
Put your head Down,
And W-O-R-K your soul away,
Then get the blame for it going astray!
(Aaaaaaaah!)
We gotta get out of this place.
If it’s the last thing we’ll ever do.
We gotta get out of this place.
Believer’s, there’s a better Life for me & You.
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, YEAH!
(Yaaaaaaaay!)🎶