| Many years ago he looked out through a glassless window
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| All that he could see was Babylon
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| Beautiful green fields and dreams
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| And learn to measure the stars
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| But there was a worry in his heart
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| He said
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| How could it come to this?
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| I’m really worried about living
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| How could it come to this?
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| Yeah I really want to know about this
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| Is it like today?
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| Then there came a day
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| It moved out 'cross the Mediterranean
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| Came to western isles and the Greek young men
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| And with their silver beards they laughed
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| At the unknown universe
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| They could sit and guess God’s name
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| But they said
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| How could it come to this?
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| We’re really worried about living
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| How could it come to this
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| Yeah, we really want to know about this
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| Is it like today?
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| Then there followed days of Kings, Empires and revolution
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| Blood just looks the same when you open the veins
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| But sometijmes it was faith, power or reason as the cornerstone
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| But the furrowed brow has never left his face
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| He said
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| How could it come to this?
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| We’ve been living in a landslide!
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| How could it come to this?
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| Yeah, we really want to know about this
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| Is it like today?
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| Then there came a day, man packed up
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| Flew off from the planet
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| He went to the moon
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| Now he’s out in space
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| Hey, fixing all the problems
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| He comes face to face with God
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| How could it come to this?
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| I’m really worried 'bout my creation
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| How did it comes to this?
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| You 're really killing me, you know
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| It isn’t just today?
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| Is it like today?
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| Is it like today?
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| Bang! |