There is no quidance 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 wonder 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 gon' be rich again 

But to we don' sick again 

But no we no weak again

Babyloooon on on on on 

(Rasta scat)

Sal la lou ca uba whoa

Si la douba douba do wa bay 

??

Si la loo babylon come 'round

You better know you better understand 

'Fact you know you better hear what they say 

Babylon this is your final day

Babylon this is your final call 

Read the writin' it's on the wall 

Said United we stand 

And together we fall 

And if I know that

You're not 'gon catch me in a rat pack

We not go fallin' on your death trap

No way...


Whoooooa oh oh oh oh whoa oh who oh oh 

Whooooooa oh oh oh 

Whoa oh oh o oh