Another Day In Babylon Lyrics

Another Day In Babylon - words and music by Brett Dennen

Hello how have you been?

How you finding your new life?

Kristina, and I we still aren’t married with no plans to

But I call her my wife all the time

Yeah yeah yeah

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

It’s just another day in Babylon

And you keep me hanging on

Like a roll of old duct tape

Do my words fail?

I laid them out like a yard sale

Now I’m stuffing a pillow into a suitcase

Oooooh

Oooooh

I got fourteen stitches in my finger

I could barely play guitar

My boy broke his leg leg right in front of me in Montana

And I felt like it was my fault

Yeah yeah yeah

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Just another day in Babylon

And you keep me hanging on

Like a roll of old duct tape

Do my words fail?

I laid them out like a yard sale

Now I’m stuffing a pillow into a suitcase

Oh man, what a year it has been since I wrote that song

Oh man, I changed the meaning to finding the strength to carry on, carry on

Some thief stole my instruments they caught him on camera but the cops didn’t do a

thing

Just another day in Babylon

And you keep me hanging on

Like a roll of old duct tape

Do my words fail?

I laid them out like a yard sale

Now I’m stuffing a pillow into a suitcase

Just another day in Babylon

And you keep me hanging on

Like a roll of old duct tape

Do my words fail?

I laid them out like a yard sale

Now I’m stuffing a pillow into a suitcase

Ooooh

Ooooh