"Time in Babylon" as written by Emmylou Harris and Jill Cunniff....
Five-lane highway danger zone
SUV and a speaker phone
You need that chrome to get you home
Doin' time in Babyion
Cluster mansion on the hill
Another day in Pleasantville
You don't like it take a pill
Doin1 time in Babyion

In the land of the proud and free
You can sell your soul and your dignity
For fifteen minutes on TV
Doin' time in Babyion
So suck the fat, cut the bone
Fill it up with silicone
Everybody must get cloned
Doin' time in Babyion

Little Boy Blue come blow your horn
The crows are in the corn
The morning sky is red and falling down
The piper's at the till
He's coming for the kill
Luring all our children underground in Babyion

We came frorm apple pie and mom
through Civil Rights and Ban the Bomb
To Watergate and Vietnam Hard times in Babyion
Rallied 'round the megaphone
Gave it up, just got stoned
Now it's Prada, Gucci and Perron
Doin' time in Babyion

Get results, get 'em fast
We're ready if you got the cash
Someone else will be laughin' last
Doin' time in Babyion
So put that conscience on the shelf
Keep the best stuff for yourself
Let the rest fight over what is left
Doin' time in Babyion

Little Boy Blue come blow your horn
The crows are in the corn
The morning sky is red and falling down
Let your song of healing spark
A way out of this dark
Lead us to a higher and a holy ground


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"Time in Babylon" as written by Jill Cunniff Emmylou Harris

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