(Primeira parte)
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Hit the message I can hear you calling
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No one's going anywhere tonight
We conceived a modern generation
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It was free but now we pay the price
We're the victims of our own creation
G# Bb
Chasing rainbows that are painted black or white
Watch the struggle of our temptation
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Instincts barely keeping us alive
G#
Back to the rhythm that we all came from
C# Eb Bb
Voices of Babylon streets of London
G#
Back to the people that we know so well
C# Eb Bb
A space in time removed too soon to tell
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Just a product of imagination
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Patiently we wait for out turn to come
A small collection of the population
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By the time our numbers up we could be gone
G#
Back to the rhythm that we all came from
C# Eb Bb
Voices of Babylon streets of London
G#
Back to the people that we know so well
C# Eb Bb
A space in time removed too soon to tell
G#
Back to the rhythm that we all came from
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Voices of Babylon streets of London - Town