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Babylon Blues - Ian Hunter
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Babylon Blues Ian Hunter

Babylon Blues - Ian Hunter
Take a look at yourself baby – take a look at yourself –
Take a look at yourself
You ain't exactly a picture of health
In your finest hour – at the height o'your power –
Everything's gone sour
Your ivory tower morphed into a cell

Confidence shattered, mad as a hatter – what's the matter with you?
Don't try pulling me down to your level –
Ain't nothing worse than a phony-assed rebel
You do what you want to but leave me out o'this
You're tangled up in Babylon blues

You a yellowin' book – got a amethyst skin –
You been taken in by the paradise
Feeding off your adrenalin
You gotta fight without – you gotta fight within –
You gotta flat-out swim
That ominious current that's sweeping you in

Meals on wheels? Sympathy? What d'ya want from me?
There's a big black cloud hangin' over your head –
Looks like silver but it's heavy as lead
You do what you want to but leave me out o'this
You're tangled up in Babylon blues
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