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Babylon
03:12
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Wake up out of bed
Here a new day comes
Shake up as I realise
I don't want to succumb
Belt up 'cuz' I know
Thats its got to be done
And I can't stop thinking about you
And I don't know what to do
Yes I'm so confused
Do I need a critical review?
Don't want us to fall through
And which one of us has to move?
How the hell are we 'gonna' choose?
Do we win do we lose?
Well I wish I could go
Where the tree breathe easy
The rivers flow freely
Where do I go
When I was born in a babylon
And Babylon feeds me
Well I wish I could go
Where the trees breathe easy
The rivers flow freely
Its all I know
Born in a babylon
Well your so far away
Ring you up see if everything is ok
Over here its just another day
Need a job to pay my way
And my mind is led astray
By the babylon rules I must obey
And your so far away
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2. |
Send Me Away
02:59
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Captive to the heavy chains
That are tugging on my brain
Just another sleepless night
A plan to make this world alright
Tonight
Send me away
Send me away
Tonight
Send me away
Send me away
I feel the coldness in the air
Just to know that life 'aint' fair
A hungry human takes their toll
Another sits there bare and cold
We watch the richer get more rich
Whilst the poorer get more poor
And they still want more!
The road ahead is long
Can't we establish right from wrong
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3. |
Feed Me
03:26
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Son do you know where your food comes from?
The neglected food we put to waste
Blind to the truth and to the terror
You still like the taste
Feed me, feed me
Feed me
A slice 'o' leg
And a blood stained sandwich
Not my problem
Not my damage
Feed me, feed me
Feed me more
There 'aint' much logic in the 'animal lover'
It's funny but it drives me round the bend
Kill the cattle in concentration
But these pets are my best friends
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Finding it hard to keep upright
With the strict rules of a concrete world
Can't find my place round here
And the escaping tools they'll never work
Well I think I've lost my head
Suppressed by a ball and a chain
Can't find a path to tread
And the walls are closing in
Well I think I've lost my head
When we walk out to the open fields
I forget and I feel free
Away from Babylon's eyes
Enjoy brief peace and tranquility
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Joey Onions Manchester, UK
Born and raised in the town of Wigan, Joe Yorke is a versatile musician, producer and songwriter. Joe’s music takes the potency, politics, solidarity and DIY ethics of punk and the influence of British/Irish traditional folk to fertilise a resoundingly warm and heartfelt composition. Song subjects reflect both concrete and abstract politics of the self and society. ... more
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