文本歌词

Never wondering where or when the sickle may come
If we don't seek our knowledge to be greater men
When the rain starts falling gonna drown
Before we get our feet wet
We build our ivory towers
To protect us from the flood
A fleet of vessels made of wood so they won't rust
But can we see the bottom of the bottle
When we start to drink
There's fire on the mountain fire
And it's coming our way
Can we pick the pieces up
We're mending Babylon
Tryin' to right the wrong
Can we pick the pieces up
Live learn life love die dust gone
There's fire on the mountain
Can we pick the pieces up
We're mending Babylon
Tryin' to right the wrong
Can we pick the pieces up
Live learn life love die dust gone