Lyrics March On To Babylon - The Casket Lottery

March On To Babylon

Some say just trust in God
Keep your doors locked
You may know better, I don’t
I know worse, we are worse
You’ve got some nerve
(You've got some nerve)
Spreading that word
Wisdom never seemed so tainted
Hey, hey, save some for me
Hey, hey, save yourself
I’ll meet you there
There was a point 'fore all of this
Where you were right
You’ve crossed that line
It’s time to come back now
Come back down