I walk the heat of seven hills Endless talk of losing wills Grey highways and a constant melt Men and women and children all have overbuilt Buying bread and paying for none Creatures of the waning sun Teachers' hands are overrun Clowns and gypsies all but gone Shine over Babylon Shine over Babylon Freedom's etched on sacred pillars Hollow stones on mindless pillars Lead to madman oil drillers Won't be long before we all are killers Little boy lost way up the mountains Cities drowned in under-boiling fountains I've dreamed of chilly, sunlit days I was trembling in a golden haze Shine over Babylon Shine over Babylon We celebrate the golden cow Praise the floated bank account If there's a God, where is he now? The precipice is slipping further up Sanskrit message from the mount Leave your possession, hold your bounds 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 flanks 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 ya All the junk that should have damned ya Shine over Babylon 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 gaps between you and me You'll make me wanna Shine over Babylon You'll make me wanna Shine over Babylon You'll make me wanna Shine over Babylon You'll make me wanna Shine over Babylon *