[Spoken Intro]
Once upon a time, the idea that energy could be harvested straight out of thin air would have seemed like a work of fiction straight out of the imagination of Jules Verne
But today, we are seeing what was once just a fantasy born into fruition
Through the spectacular genius of inventor Oliver Graves
[Verse 1]
Gather round me, children, for the tale of a man
Who thought he'd make his name through an impervious plan
He'd build the tallest tower and he would ascend
Now none evade his sight throughout the land
His power was perfected
In this temple he erected
Now forever insurrection
Could be crushed beneath his hand
And with his mighty voice he would amend
This riddle so we could not comprehend
[Chorus]
Babel on and on in his Babylon
Variety's undone, with one name for everyone
Babel on 'til the sky is gone
And his candle’s burning brighter than the sun
[Verse 2]
But the cedars for your coffins are already hewn
You're running out of heat inside your hot air balloons
The chubby lady's ready and she's dying to croon
A tune to usher in the days of doom
For lately we ain't findin'
Any honey in the lion
Men are lying with Delilah
And their fire is subdued
Apologies for spreading woe and gloom
But read the sign, this tower is your tomb
Once upon a time, the idea that energy could be harvested straight out of thin air would have seemed like a work of fiction straight out of the imagination of Jules Verne
But today, we are seeing what was once just a fantasy born into fruition
Through the spectacular genius of inventor Oliver Graves
[Verse 1]
Gather round me, children, for the tale of a man
Who thought he'd make his name through an impervious plan
He'd build the tallest tower and he would ascend
Now none evade his sight throughout the land
His power was perfected
In this temple he erected
Now forever insurrection
Could be crushed beneath his hand
And with his mighty voice he would amend
This riddle so we could not comprehend
[Chorus]
Babel on and on in his Babylon
Variety's undone, with one name for everyone
Babel on 'til the sky is gone
And his candle’s burning brighter than the sun
[Verse 2]
But the cedars for your coffins are already hewn
You're running out of heat inside your hot air balloons
The chubby lady's ready and she's dying to croon
A tune to usher in the days of doom
For lately we ain't findin'
Any honey in the lion
Men are lying with Delilah
And their fire is subdued
Apologies for spreading woe and gloom
But read the sign, this tower is your tomb
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