chant...
chant...
take off your hat
that woman
that man
have alot
with the mother of all destruction
the father of the rats
rat race
it is a rat race...
and we have no fast cars
just do one thing
for the love of the people
chant
chant
forget your pain
here am i again
holding your hands
we do it again
again and again
chant
chant
beat of my heart
with a bit of yours
we have no friends
with dirty hands
i chant on you all
babylon
killers on the run
are your sons
babylon
oh babylon
stop the war
no sleep comes to my eyes
oh babylon
i need to rest I eyes
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