Lyrics Tower of Babel - Rich Black

There′s voices in my head
And a string of home truths
God's in the cellar
Trying to save a couple fools
A whirlwind′s taking on
The high street cull
The cut throat gang still reigns

We're raising up the tower
Gonna hit the golden lights
The world's on its knees
And we′re putting up a fight
We′re shooting at the stars
And digging in the shit
There's a sucker born each day

There′s a wildcat sleeping
Off a hard day's night
There′s hell to pay
From the summertime wine
There's black noise oozing
Out the streetcar doors
And the cut throat gang still reigns

We′re raising up the tower
Gonna hit the golden lights
The world's on it's knees
And we′re putting up a fight
We′re shooting at the stars
And digging in the shit
There's a sucker born each day

There′s manna in heaven
Through an open door
But it's a cold procession
It′s a free fall