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Mr Kokoschka, it just happened again (sad, so sad) They struck the museum like a hurricane (sad, so sad) All of our culture, it's dead and it's gone (sad, so sad) From Babylon, baby, back to Babylon (sad, so sad) There's stuff you find along the way and stuff you leave behind And it all ends up as stuff that you can buy On eBay, from Babylon back to Babylon On eBay, from Babylon back to Babylon In old Baghdad, they're dusting off the antiques (sad, so sad) It's the fourteenth Guernica we've had this week (sad, so sad) I got twenty-five dollars for a Persian vase (sad, so sad) Hold the critique, I think I'll go large (sad, so sad) That stuff inside your houses and that stuff behind your eyes Well, it all ends up as stuff that you can buy On eBay, from Babylon back to Babylon On eBay, from Babylon back to Babylon They're building a tower out of wrappers and cans (sad, so sad) Now we speak in a language that we all understand (sad, so sad) T-t-t-t-toungue-tied and starry-eyed (sad, so sad) It's the ancient history of old school ties (sad, so sad) There's stuff dressed up as truth and then there's stuff dressed up as lies And it all ends up as stuff that you can buy On eBay, from Babylon back to Babylon On eBay, from Babylon back to Babylon On eBay, from Babylon back to Babylon On eBay, from Babylon back to Babylon On eBay, from Babylon back to Babylon On eBay, from Babylon back to Babylon
Writer(s): Judith Abbott, Neil Ferguson, Louise Watts, Allan Whalley, Duncan Bruce, Darren Hamer, Nigel Hunter, Alice Nutter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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