I want you to descend.
I want you to fall down.
I want to be the end
- of everything you've ever done.
The cities that I built,
The forests that I grew,
Got stained by your filth,
And now they smell like you.
YOU STINK!
JUST!
LIKE!
THE PIGS YOU ARE.
How long? How long?
How far are you willing to go?
How much? How dry?
I have seen the devil's eye.
- And it is you.
The world shut me out.
I see your faces in the sand.
But if I reach out,
You're gonna break my hand.
I want you to be here,
I want you to descend to,
This pathetic mind-made sphere.
The perpetual end.
I want to be the end
of everything you have ever done.Well I'm down here in the well
Looking back up at the hill
Well I thank heavens I fell
Must look more
like myself
Now everyone is so kind
Everyone looks like
a long lost friend of mine
I'm on top of the world again
When I'm looking
up from under Babylon
I had a home in the fields
Earned my wage in the factories there
And I was raised by the mill
And I worked with my brothers there
I told my mother I'd always write
I headed west for the coast
with the big city lights
Now mamma I'm so sorry I've forgotten
But now I'm looking
up from under Babylon
Now tell me how far I've been
And how deep was I in
Tell me how I conceived
The vanity to believe
That I would not be outnumbered
By the thumbs I have been under
Now stray dogs in the street
Learn how to beg, steal, borrow and cheat
And in the dead summer heat
I fell asleep with blood on my teeth
But those days before I met you girl
Were just ice cream falling down
on the shoes of my world
I'm so happy that you're my friend
When we're looking
up from under Babylon
When we're looking
up from under Babylon