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 overbuilt
Buying bread and
paying for none
Creatures of a waning sun
Teacher's hands are overrun
Clowns and gypsies have all
but gone
Shine over Babylon
Shine over Babylon
Freedoms 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 haze
Shine over Babylon
Shine over Babylon
We celebrate the golden cow
Praise the bloated
bank account
If there's a god
where is he now
The precipice is
slipping further out
Sanskrit message
from the mounts
Leave your possessions
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 ranks
I found my way to Alexandria
Where gurus
bubble up on Ganges
Scavengers
they run up and hand ya
All the junk that
should have damned ya
Shine over Babylon
Shine over Babylon
If everything in
life was free
You'd float in
your own reverie
The things that you
can't seem to see
Seal the gap
between you and me
Shine over Babylon
Shine over Babylon
Shine over Babylon
Shine over Babylon