EVER Since BABYLON

© 2001 Jesse Slokum

You won't find the Troubador
Singing like a lark for the King anymore
Neither does the minstrel come
Hither & thither, strolling here and there
The jester won't even roll his eyes
As he fools around with the prince

It's because that bloody war
Shadow, cold and dark, is creeping under your door.
Is it the future phantom
Of mushroom clouds, roiling in the air?
Asking us, "Will you atomize
All you've built ever since


Babylon?" Babylon! Babylon is,
Babylon is still, Babylon is still burning!
Can you smell it? Babylon is still burning!
Can you smell it? It's grasp of death!
Can you smell it? It's gasp of death!

Don't worry now, take a deep breath...
Let me show you how...Don't worry now.
Yes, take a deep breath...take a deep breath.
Let me ask you now


Just what are we waiting for?
The world would be a park.
That is what PEACE has in store
And you know, we sure could use some!
The fire stops burning if we dare
To stop living all our lies
Who is there left to convince?
Who is there left to convince?





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