Tower of Babel Lyrics

There's voices in my head

And a string of home truths

God's in the cellar

Trying to save a couple fools

A whirlwind's taking on

The high street cull

The cut throat gang still reigns

We're raising up the tower

Gonna hit the golden lights

The world's on its knees

And we're putting up a fight

We're shooting at the stars

And digging in the shit

There's a sucker born each day

There's a wildcat sleeping

Off a hard day's night

There's hell to pay

From the summertime wine

There's black noise oozing

Out the streetcar doors

And the cut throat gang still reigns

We're raising up the tower

Gonna hit the golden lights

The world's on it's knees

And we're putting up a fight

We're shooting at the stars

And digging in the shit

There's a sucker born each day

There's manna in heaven

Through an open door

But it's a cold procession

It's a free fall