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10CC - Fresh air for my mama



So say one and so say all

Say what you gotta say

Or don`t say nothing at all

You been tossin` and turnin` through soft sticky nights

While the Bronx below you fights to stay alive



So say one and so say all

Be what you gotta be

Or don`t be nothing at all



Be gracious to your mother

When you leave this neighbourhood

The change is going to do her good

Next to me you look bad

`Cos there ain`t no fresh air for my momma, my momma



But the drop is shear

When you break away



Take me away

It`s just about time to hit the road

And say

You gotta believe in something

It`s easy to see

My God is fading away

So pick up your bible and pray for me



We`re all alone in the darkness

But our eyes are wide open

We don`t see nothing

And our hands are tied

To the railings of the Bowery

And the humid city slickers



So say one and so say all

We had a lot to say

And we said it all



The cost of living in dreams

Is rising like a crime wave

The American way of dying



And it gets you every time

And it looks like it`s got to my momma

My momma

May she rest in peace

10CC - Fresh air for my mama



So say one and so say all

Say what you gotta say

Or don`t say nothing at all

You been tossin` and turnin` through soft sticky nights

While the Bronx below you fights to stay alive



So say one and so say all

Be what you gotta be

Or don`t be nothing at all



Be gracious to your mother

When you leave this neighbourhood

The change is going to do her good

Next to me you look bad

`Cos there ain`t no fresh air for my momma, my momma



But the drop is shear

When you break away



Take me away

It`s just about time to hit the road

And say

You gotta believe in something

It`s easy to see

My God is fading away

So pick up your bible and pray for me



We`re all alone in the darkness

But our eyes are wide open

We don`t see nothing

And our hands are tied

To the railings of the Bowery

And the humid city slickers



So say one and so say all

We had a lot to say

And we said it all



The cost of living in dreams

Is rising like a crime wave

The American way of dying



And it gets you every time

And it looks like it`s got to my momma

My momma

May she rest in peace

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