Letra de Voices Of Babylon (Album Version)
Hit the message, I can hear you calling No one's going anywhere tonight We conceived a modern generation It was free but now we pay the priceWe're the victims of our own creation Chasing rainbows that are painted black or white Watch the struggle of our own temptation Instincts barely keeping us aliveBack to the rhythm that we all came from Voices of Babylon, streets of London Back to the people that we know so well A space in time removed too soon to tellJust a product of imagination Patiently, we wait for our turn to come A small collection of the population By the time our number's up, we could be goneBack to the rhythm that we all came from Voices of Babylon, streets of London Back to the people that we know so well A space in time removed too soon to tellBack to the rhythm that we all came from Voices of Babylon, streets of London town Back to the people that we know so well A space in time removed too soon to tellBack to the rhythm that we all came from Voices of Babylon, streets of London