Gates Of Babylon - Gabriel Bruce

It’s like there’s roses on your everything

I’m still thinking about the war

And I might love you

But you’re somewhere else with someone new

And I don’t need to be that fool

Who’s run about lying and lying and lying and lying

To myself and you

It’s almost summer anyway

I’ll be the one

Who follows my own fantasy

I’ll not be undone by your attitude

Cause you’re so cool

You know what, your old gods mean nothing

Your Buddha, your Lamassu

To Allah, to Jesus

Bamiyan Buddhas

These statue is dying

At the Ishtar gate

There’s a legion of lions

And the gate of Babylon

But nothing at all

Is set in stone

There’s bullet holes

Across Berlin and Rome

And I never saw bullet holes

In doors before

Like there’s roses on your everything

I can’t forget about the war at all

But some gods get tortured, some gods get trained

Some gods are destined for the hotel or the cane

Some gods get blown up, some gods get maimed

Some gods get sacked, dispatched to Pakistani bazaars

I know my reason

My Lamassu

I’m gonna put up a wall

And know what you all are gonna do

The gates of Babylon

They’re at the Pergamon

And even the wall fell

And even the crow’s flown

And even just that is bigger in fact

Yeah, who are you anyway

Anyway, why would I need your advice at all

If you’re so great and I’m so small

But nothing at all

Is set in stone

There’s bullet holes

Across Berlin and Rome

And I never saw bullet holes

In doors before

Why would you say that?

Why would you say that to me?

And why would you lie?

Why would you say that to me?

And why would you lie?

Why would you lie?

Why would you lie?

Would you lie?

Would you lie?

Would you lie?

Would you?

But nothing at all

Is set in stone

There’s bullet holes

Across Berlin and Rome

And I never saw bullet holes

In doors before