Track 3 from the classic "Laughing On Judgement Day" album, tuned a step and 50 cents down, putting it bang in between C# and D Standard.
(Music & Lyrics by Luke Morley)
Mama, tell your children not to go -
Down to the city, where the desperate people go...
And mama, don't you let them stray -
They won't find piece of mind, in such a lonely place...
Wannabes and losers, all trying to get a break -
They don't give a damn, they'll do whatever it takes...
If they climb the ladder, they get to play for higher stakes -
That's why there's low life, in high places...
Mama, things have changed since you were young -
When you scream in the dead of night,
Now no one ever comes...
And the poor man, he's cast as the villain and the thief -
See him down on the street, begging for enough to eat...
Waiting on the corner, I saw her waiting for the man -
When the limo pulled up, I saw what was changing hands...
I should've tried to warn her, and make her understand -
There is low life, in high places...
There is low life -
Like you never even knew...
There is low life -
And it lives in me and you...
But we don't all let it through!
Don't you let 'em go -
You've got to have some pity!
Don't you let 'em go -
You've got to keep 'em away, from the big bad city...
Waiting on the corner, I saw her waiting for the man -
When the limo pulled up I saw what was changing hands...
I should've tried to warn her -
And make her understand...
Mama, tell your children not to go -
Down to the city, where the desperate people go...
And mama, don't you let them stray -
They won't find piece of mind, in such a lonely...
Place...
6 июн 2024
