Michael McGuire Babylon Blues
a city that's all one color,a sinister shade of gray,where the walls tumble
up,and there are seven nights in every day,confusion is
commodity,desperation a new dance craze,the streets they don't go
anywhere,there just a tour of the maze *what's the news,babylon blues
just right up the street,at the corner of rape and vine,there's an excuse
behind a badge,feeding the dogs to the lions,there's a dream back in the
ally,she'll help you catch up on your sleep,but hell is so expensive,and
man paradise is cheap *light the fuse,babylon blues there building a new
religion,but there not sure if the sidewalk can hold it,so they amended a
few codes,and now the blind lead the blind folded,now the third shift
traffic masterpiece,goes no way home to bed,oily hearts pollute the
mechanism,of the cities clockwork head *digest the ruse,babylon blues
the old man of the parking lot,the doctor hands him the ink blot,he says
tell me what you see tell me true,the old man looks and says i see you.