Ray Davies's
Working Man's Café cover


Ray Davies, released on Phobia, © Davray Music Ltd. 1993


Babies being born every day

In a world where there's so much to discover

All the babies crying out from the womb

Not much room, can I come out mother?


Mama, can you hear me call?

Don't drop me now

'Cos it's a long way to fall

Mama, I can hear all the sounds

Outside it's like a battleground

And I'm afraid to fall down

Into the great big nowhere

Papa's had a skin full of beer

Mama, don't let him into here

Baby, baby


Babies being born

Different hormones and genes

There's so many of us out there

How was I conceived

Was it love, was I meant

Or was I just an accident


Mama, what I sense from outside

It's a world full of fear

And there's nowhere to hide

Mama, I feel safe between these walls

And I'm so scared of heights

And it's a long way to fall

Into the great big nowhere

Maybe Papa's getting pressure from his peers

Are you straight, are you queer

So he made me, baby


Babies being born, some are rich, some are poor

But they're innocent and unprepared

Little girls and boys, didn't ask to be born

But they're always popping out there

falling into the great big nowhere


Mama, I know that once upon a time

You and Papa were rich

When you were both in your prime

Mama, now you got the pains

And I know it's nearly time

But I don't want to join the crowd

I see standing in line

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby


Babies being induced, no excuse, what's the use

So they're always popping out there

Babies didn't wanna be born

Ill equipped, running loose

But they're innocent and unprepared


Mama, now you are showing all the signs

But is your world upside-down

On its head just like mine

Mama, now your ambition is mine

Don't make me over

Achieve too much in my time

Oh Mama, please don't make me climb