Broken Parachute - Nine Miles to Babylon

Nine Miles to Babylon

Nine Miles to Babylon
Lyrics: Gene Rankin
Music: Marcus Taylor

Angry words written in the desert sand
Bad boys playin’ at being a man
Everyone’s right and nobody’s wrong
God’s on your side so you drop the bomb
Folks all shufflin’ to the Armageddon rag
There’s nine miles to Babylon

Pick up the bodies and bury ‘em deep
Children are cryin’ while their mothers do weep
Poison in our food and death in the air
My team’s winnin’ so i don’t really care
Folks all shufflin’ to the Armageddon rag
There’s nine miles to Babylon

Truth is dead and fiction is king
Humiliation a shiney new thing
Talkin’ heads trying to sell me the Fear
Those brain-worms wrigglin’ eatin’ away my cheer

Empty Souls praying to a Silicon Heaven
Roll those dice for a lucky golden seven
Jesus is dead and Allah’s on the run
Dark clouds creeping ‘cross the fading Sun
Folks all shufflin’ to the Armageddon rag
There’s nine miles to Babylon

Fridge is empty, wolf at the door
Cheer up buddy they’re gonna have a war
God threw a party but nobody came
No one was listening, no one’s to blame
Folks all shufflin’ to the Armageddon rag
Sing-it-out… there’s nine miles to Babylon
There’s nine miles to Babylon

© Marcus Taylor and Gene Rankin, 2013.