I walked the heat of seven hills
Endless talk of losing wills
Great highways in a constant melt
Men and women and children all have overbuiltBuying bread and paying for none
Creatures of a waning sun
Teacher's hands are overrun
Clowns and gypsies have all but goneYou make me wanna
Shine over Babylon
You make me wanna
Shine over BabylonFreedoms etched on Sacred pillars
Hollow stones of mindless filler
Can lead to madman oil drillers
Won't be long before we all are killers
Little boy lost way up the mountains
Cities drowning under boiling fountains
I dreamed of chilly, sunlit days
I was trembling in a golden hazeYou make me wanna
Shine over Babylon
You make me wanna
Shine over BabylonCelebrate the golden cow
Praise the bloated bank account
If there's a god where is he now
The precipice is slipping further outSanskrit message from the mounts
Leave your possession, hope abounds
There's nothing here for you to cry about
We're all just followers from here on out
I take the stage, I walk the planks
I sing these songs with little thanks
I wait for shouts from crazy cranks
I stand amidst the brown shirt ranksI found my way to alexandria
Where gurus bubble up on gangea
Scavengers, they run up and hand ya
All the junk that should have damned yaYou make me wanna
Shine over Babylon
You make me wanna
Shine over BabylonIf everything in life was free
You'd float in your own reverie
The things that you could never see
seal the gap between you and meYou make me wanna
Shine over Babylon
You make me wanna
Shine over Babylon
