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I dont make
Cash from the belly-ache (?)
I dont charge for the
Words from my heart.
I call the shots,
Ten out of ten again,
Ive seen it all,
Right from the start.
Burn, Burn Babylon!
So Wake Up, Wake Up, Children!
I see fire,
Brought by the winds of change.
I sense pain,
From the depths of my heart.
Im all wired,
Fired up for better days (?)
I saw stars
Right from the start.
Burn, Burn Babylon!
So Wake Up, Wake Up, Children!