The Richest Man In Babylon

There is no guidance in your kingdom
Your wicked walk in Babylon
There is no wisdom to your freedom
The richest man in Babylon
Your beggars sleep outside your doorway
Your prophets leave to wander on
You fall asleep at night with worry
The saddest man in Babylon
The wicked stench of exploitation
Hangs in the air and lingers on
Beneath the praise and admiration
The weakest man in Babylon
There is no hope left in your kingdom
Your servants have burned all their songs
Nobody here remembers freedom
The richest man in Babylon
Si la lou Babylon go dain
Babylon not get rich again
But you end up sick again
And you end up weak again
Babyloooon on on on on
Rasta scat
Sal la lou ca uba whoa
Si la douba douba do wa bay
Baba uba diba uba uba uba bay
Si la loo Babylon come round
You better know you better understand
The rancher man you better hear what we say
Babylon this is your final day
Babylon this is your final call
Read the writing it's on the wall
Said we devided stand
And together we fall
You never know that
You're me not in gone a rat catch pack
We not go falling on your death trap
No way
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Whooooooa oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh o oh