Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Babylon Fallin, artist - Kabaka Pyramid.
Date of issue: 16.07.2020
Song language: English
Babylon Fallin |
Babylon, you’re fallin' down |
Me say you’re not gonna live fi see the mornin' come |
Your wicked empire, me a chant it down |
Cah you follow Lucifer, the fallen sun |
With him flattering lips and him charming tongue |
The most-high blessing, and you call it dung |
Cah the people a suffer like dog |
And when the weeping and the moaning, and bawling done |
You a go get stun |
You never see it coming like thief inna night |
When your city start bun up like weed inna pipe |
Blood a flow like river through street what a sight |
Politician head a roll like wheel pon' a bike |
Brimstone fire, earthquake and disaster |
Nobody can’t save you not even the pastor, you’re slaughter |
We like them animal inna the pasture |
Why you a break all the laws of my heart for |
You’re fallin' down |
Me say you’re not gonna live fi see the mornin' come |
Your wicked empire, me a chant it down |
Cah you follow Lucifer, the fallen sun |
With him flattering lips and him charming tongue |
The most-high blessing, and you call it dung |
Cah the people a suffer like dog |
When the weeping and the moaning, and bawling done |
You a go get stun |
Tings a get drastic |
From you full the ocean up of plastic |
A mountain of rubbish heap up inna the Atlantic |
Nah get no answers from uno just semantics |
The lies them a tell just stretch like elastic |
Building more factories, polluting the air |
Still we nah get distracted, we move with no fear |
The truth it is clear, revolution is near |
Dutty Babylon best prepare |
Cah, you’re fallin' down |
Me say you’re not gonna live fi see the mornin' come |
Your wicked empire, me a chant it down |
Cah you follow Lucifer, the fallen sun |
With him flattering lips and him charming tongue |
The most-high blessing, and you call it dung |
Cah the people a suffer like dog |
When the weeping and the moaning, and bawling done |
You a go get stun |
Tell them straight |
Set the fire bun them red inna the earth |
For the amount of blood you shed inna the earth |
You make your bed inna the dirt |
Bury you? |
You should’ve never desert |
Rastafari children them we’re empress men inna birth |
Now we mama Africa we gon' left with a splurt |
Cah you can’t measure me worth, so treasure me words |
We a left with all the money where the fed them reserve |
And give poor people what them deserve |
That’s when… you’re fallin' down |
Me say you’re not gonna live fi see the mornin' come |
Your wicked empire, me a chant it down |
Cah you follow Lucifer, the fallen sun |
With him flattering lips and him charming tongue |
The most-high blessing, and you call it dung |
Cah the people a suffer like dog |
When the weeping and the moaning, and bawling done |
You a go get stun |
Stun them |
Me say we a go bun them |
Rastafari a dun them |
We a laugh and shun them, yay |
Babylon bridge is fallin' |
Babylon bridge is burnin' |
Babylon bridge is fallin' today, fallin' today |
Bun them |
Shun them |
Stun them |
Accurate, immaculate |