Dirt Poor Robins - Babylon lyrics
[Dirt Poor Robins - Babylon lyrics]
Once upon a time
The idea that energy could be harvested
Straight out of thin air would have
Seemed like a work of fiction straight out of
The imagination of Jules Verne
But today
We are seeing what was once just a
Fantasy born into fruition
Through the spectacular
Genius of Oliver Graves
Gather round me children for the
Tale of a man who thought he’d make a name
Through an impervious plan
He’d build the tallest tower
And he would ascend
Now none evade his sight throughout the land
His power was perfected
In the temple he erected
Now forever insurrection
Could be crushed beneath his hand
And with his mighty voice he would amend
This riddle so we could not comprehend
Babel on and on in his Babylon
Variety’s undone with one name for everyone
Babel on till the sky is gone
And his candle’s burning brighter
Than the sun
But the cedars for your
Coffins are already hewn
You're running out of heat inside
Your hot air balloons
The chubby lady’s ready and
She’s dying to croon
A tune to usher in the days of doom
For lately we ain’t findin’
Any honey in the lion
Men are lying with Delilah
And their fire is subdued
Apologies for spreading woe and gloom
But read the sign this tower is your tomb
Babel on and on in your Babylon
Variety’s undone with one name for everyone
Babel on till the sky is gone
And your candle’s burning brighter
Than the sun
Hold on to your soul though
These days may be bleak
St Michael has been summoned immaterially
To spear this mighty tannin
Cast him into the sea
A shield for those who never bent their knee
For now we Babel on and on in our Babylon
Variety’s undone with one name for everyone
Babel on till the sky is gone
And your candle’s burning brighter
Than the sun
La de da da de da de da aHHHHH Whoa
La de da da de da de da
And your candle’s burning brighter
Than the sun x3
The idea that energy could be harvested
Straight out of thin air would have
Seemed like a work of fiction straight out of
The imagination of Jules Verne
But today
We are seeing what was once just a
Fantasy born into fruition
Through the spectacular
Genius of Oliver Graves
Gather round me children for the
Tale of a man who thought he’d make a name
Through an impervious plan
He’d build the tallest tower
And he would ascend
Now none evade his sight throughout the land
His power was perfected
In the temple he erected
Now forever insurrection
Could be crushed beneath his hand
And with his mighty voice he would amend
This riddle so we could not comprehend
Babel on and on in his Babylon
Variety’s undone with one name for everyone
Babel on till the sky is gone
And his candle’s burning brighter
Than the sun
But the cedars for your
Coffins are already hewn
You're running out of heat inside
Your hot air balloons
The chubby lady’s ready and
She’s dying to croon
A tune to usher in the days of doom
For lately we ain’t findin’
Any honey in the lion
Men are lying with Delilah
And their fire is subdued
Apologies for spreading woe and gloom
But read the sign this tower is your tomb
Babel on and on in your Babylon
Variety’s undone with one name for everyone
Babel on till the sky is gone
And your candle’s burning brighter
Than the sun
Hold on to your soul though
These days may be bleak
St Michael has been summoned immaterially
To spear this mighty tannin
Cast him into the sea
A shield for those who never bent their knee
For now we Babel on and on in our Babylon
Variety’s undone with one name for everyone
Babel on till the sky is gone
And your candle’s burning brighter
Than the sun
La de da da de da de da aHHHHH Whoa
La de da da de da de da
And your candle’s burning brighter
Than the sun x3