Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bobby Purify
Vocals
James Purify
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Holler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Papa Don Schroeder
Producer
Letras
You ask me for the reason I ain't pleasing your society
Listen and I'll tell you
Though we talk, the words don't show it
And you'll know it if you come with me
Oh, come with me
You got to come on down
You got to come on down
You got to see for yourself
You got to come on down
I live in Section C, Room 4B
609 Authority
They got eight of us in a room for three
So come on, baby, take a walk with me
And I'll show you
Where we live and die the time away
Watch the concrete grow each day
But we don't grow (We don't grow)
No, no, no
We just fade
We just fade away
Fade away, woo
The plaster's falling from the walls
And the halls are filled with loneliness
Oh, it ain't very pretty
Although his mom and dad are trying
There's a baby dying over there
Need a little help from out there
You got to come on down
You got to come on down
You got to see for yourself
You got to come on down
I live in Section C, Room 4B
609 Authority
They got eight of us in a room for three
Come on, baby, take a walk with me
And I'll show you
Where we live and die the time away
Watch the concrete grow each day
But we don't grow, no, no, no
We just fade
We just fade away
Fade away
Fade away, baby
Fade away
I live in Section C, Room 4B
609 Authority
They got eight of us in a room for three
So come on, baby, take a walk with me
I live in Section C, Room 4B
609 Authority
They got eight of us in a room for three
Come on, baby, take a walk with me
Written by: Richard Holler
