Faster to Babylon Songtext
von Robert Pollard

And faster to Babylon
Break the crate, sugar
And this will not be the title track
Though we thought it maybe should

The kids are all tripped out
From new self tortured fads
And forced harmony


Oh, bastards of Babylon
Don′t go to sleep, babies
Got to walk it off
Like military dolls
Finally trapped
Please help a baby

The age where true men scream
Insane repetition
From losing the dream