Cobblestones, quaint little homes
Shutters locked, sirens drone
And over at the factory
Workers on the dole
Nothing to take heart in now
It’s begun to take its t-oll
Begun to take its t-oll
I saw Babylon
Slowly start to burn
Heard the voices crying
Refusing ever to l-earn
Ooo Babyl-on
The glory of it all
God become a Man
The pure and holy Lover
You betrayed Him with a k-iss
Murdered your own Broth-er
Sometimes it flowed like a magic
The pleasure hid the flaw
But oh forever tragic
Him you never saw
I saw the heavens shake
Saw the city fade
Shattered in one hour
Time to build again
Babylon
Babylon, is fall-en
