Song Of Babylon

How long must we wait?
 Will this be the fate of a familiar past?
 When from these hills
 come the deafening shrills of peace at last
 And he said
 "Son, you're gonna burn
 You're gonna get what you deserve"
 I don't think we've struck a nerve
 What will it take for us to learn
 Your hands are like dust
 As they betray the trust of everyone
 And they all wave goodbye
 As they light up the sky each and every one
 And he said
 "Son, you're gonna burn
 You're gonna get what you deserve"
 I don't think we've struck a nerve
 What will it take for us to learn
 This is a call to everyone
 To sing the song of Babylon
 How long must we wait?
 Will this be the fate of a familiar past?
 When from these hills
 come the deafening shrills
 And he said
 "Son, you're gonna burn
 You're gonna get what you deserve"
 I don't think we've struck a nerve
 What will it take for us to learn
 And he said
 "Son, you're gonna burn
 You're gonna get what you deserve"
 I don't think we've struck a nerve
 What will it take for us to learn