Shine Over Babylon

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 all but gone You make me wanna shine over Babylon You make me wanna shine over Babylon Freedom's etched on sacred pillars Hollow stones on 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 You make me wanna shine over Babylon You make me wanna 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 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 ranks I found my way to Alexandria Where gurus bubble up on ganja Scavengers, they run up and hand you All the junk that should have damned you You make me wanna shine over Babylon You make me wanna shine over Babylon If everything in life was free We'd float in our own reverie The things that you can't seem to see Seal the gap between you and me You make me wanna shine over Babylon You make me wanna shine over Babylon You make me wanna shine over Babylon You make me wanna shine over Babylon