Pop Will Eat Itself – Babylon

I don`t make

Cash from the belly-ache (?)

I don`t charge for the

Words from my heart.

I call the shots,

Ten out of ten again,

I`ve seen it all,

Right from the start.

Burn, Burn Babylon!

So Wake Up, Wake Up, Children!

I see fire,

Brought by the winds of change.

I sense pain,

From the depths of my heart.

I`m all wired,

Fired up for better days (?)

I saw stars

Right from the start.

Burn, Burn Babylon!

So Wake Up, Wake Up, Children!

Similar Posts

6 Comments

  1. Geri bildirim: Pingback
  2. Geri bildirim: Pingback
  3. Geri bildirim: Pingback
  4. Geri bildirim: Pingback
  5. Geri bildirim: Pingback
  6. Geri bildirim: Pingback

Bir yanıt yazın

E-posta adresiniz yayınlanmayacak. Gerekli alanlar * ile işaretlenmişlerdir