Born In Babylon
I came from nothing but a nothing like nothing
nothing - like nobody thought i was something
nothing - like caught every name in the book
but for every second guess i never gave a second look
I tell myself Don't let it get to me!
'cause if the best they've got is not impressing me
then there's no reason they should get the best of me
while they were aiming at my words they missed the rest of me
Chorus
So how can i stop all these
critics from their talkings?
The more I do, the more they say.
But there's no way I'm stopping,
so they just keep on talking.
Who do you think I think I am?
Who do you think I am?
I got the feeling that there is more like me.
Born in Babylon but you just got to be free.
Shackles on your feet that you and me can't see,
but you can feel them and they're heavy,
so you need that key!
And so you're looking at your hands sayin':
Man, if a ditch the system, these could be mine.
But then you hear a voice comin' from behind:
Don't even think about steppin' out of line!
Chorus
So how can i stop all these
critics from their talkings?
The more I do, the more they say.
But there's no way I'm stopping,
so they just keep on talking.
Who do you think I think I am?
Who do you think I am?
My friends are deep and they're all i've got.
And they stand up behind me ifyou like it or not.
And I'm telling you that the fire's hot.
Did you see that smoke
And did you hear that shot?
'Cuz it´s a war and in the middle I am.
So judge me now with your pen in hand
'Cuz I'm too busy to judge another man, I'm
trying to write the blueprint for all the world you unterstand.
Chorus
How can i stop all these
critics from their talkings?
The more I do, the more they say. - More they say-y
But there's no way I'm stopping,
so they just keep on talking.
Who do you think I think I am?
Who do you think I am?
How can i stop all these
critics from their talkings?
The more I do, the more they say.
But there's no way I'm stopping,
they won't stop talk, they won't stop talking
There's no way I'm stopping
...
They won't stop talk, and I
regret me giving you any little voice at all
But saving this world just
comes with a cost,...
...maybe they were right from the start
Maybe I should not be myself
cuz I'm just giving these critics help
and it makes me twist my stomach in half,
that my pen and his pen are put into the same breath.
If I never tried to do this at all, then I think he'd
be out of a job, ...and maybe I just should've stayed in bed,
stay out of the booth and put all these guitars in the closet..
...maybe I should go back to school, but anymore education
just makes me feel like a fool... So I guess I gotta let critics talk,
cuz I WON'T STOP.
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