Track byElton John
Snow Cement And ivory young towers Someone called us Babylon Those hungry hunters Tracking down the hours But where all your shoulders when cried Were the darlings on the sideline Dreaming up such cherished lies To whisper in your ear before you die It's party time for the guys in the tower of Babel Sodom meet Gomorrah Cain meet Abel Have a ball ya'all See the letches crawl With the call girls under the table Watch 'em dig their graves 'Cause Jesus don't save the guys In the tower of Babel Junk. Angel, This closet's always stacked The dealers in the basement Filling you prescription For a brand new heart attack But where all your shoulders when we cried Were the doctors in attendance Saying how they felt so sick inside Or was it just the scalpel blade that lied