Song Description

Funky electronic blues song about urban corruption

Lyrics

"My Babylon"
Capers Simmons
VERSE I
Six stacks on a number that can't lose,
Pray twice to the devil that damned you,
Throw dice, roll a seven and act cool--
Like the dice weren't loaded.
Cash in your chips, 'cause you can't win
Hands off your hips, you can't sin
So long not learning a few things
'Bout where you're going

CHORUS
You got a monkey on your back
You got a twinkle in your eye
But you got white inside your black
You got a truth inside your lie
So let the walls come burning down
Let them break the iron gate
Let the fires fix this town
As you laugh at them and say
Is not this my Babylon the Great?

REFRAIN
Is not this my Babylon?
Is not this my Babylon?
Is not this my Babylon the Great?
(My Babylon)

BRIDGE I
Wait for a savior
Don't hold your breath
Steal from your neighbor
There's nothing left
Such bad behavior
You've passed the test
You better cock it
Then drop it
And get out of Dodge
This city ain't no place for gods

VERSE II
This tower built from dry bones,
Those that you killed in their homes.
King of the hill, but you're still alone,
So rule or ruin.
Gunshots from the top of your penthouse;
Your time has come to find out,
Have you become what you hate, now?
Are you human?

BRIDGE II
Eat grass from the ground like Nebuchadnezzar,
The last little sound will echo forever,
Sow salt in the ground so it never grows again.
Take your place at the top of the scroll,
For you yourself are the head of gold.
The time shall come when all will know your name.
Tell your lies,
Then close your eyes.
Your city divides to your slaves.
The end is thus:
When you are dust
The rest of us remain.

~ CHORUS ~

VERSE/REFRAIN
Six stacks on a number that can't lose,
Pray twice to the devil that damned you,
Throw dice, roll a seven and act cool--
Like the dice weren't loaded.
Cash in your chips before the night is gone
For is not this my Babylon?
Is not this my Babylon?
Is not this my my Babylon the Great?