Song Lyrics
babylon s buildings raise like flames
Rubbing sticks together but your fire s man-made, thank g-d for all that life brings, false pride is suicide but you ve got nothing to gain
Fires burning, we should be grateful got a plateful
Rub me the wrong way, run in haste
Fires burning, you walk around like everybody owes you something
Drowning in their champagne, flames are dancing
One person cries but the other one sings, there is no time to taste what you ate, capitalize on hot air
Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to mount zion, backpacks s getting heavy
while the rich man s hands are empty but he s sitting like a king
Carry bricks on your shoulders and lead around your waist, capitalize on hot air
backpacks s getting heavy
Rub me the wrong way, flames are dancing Of, one person cries but the other one sings
there is no time to taste what you ate
in your own domain
moving at a steady pace
Carry bricks on your shoulders and lead around your waist, false pride is suicide but you ve got nothing to gain
Carry bricks on your shoulders and lead around your waist, capitalize on hot air Earth, fire descends on high in the shape of a lion
moving at a steady pace
While the rich man s hands are empty but he s sitting like a king, taking the highway
the poor man has it all but not content with anything
Taking the highway, backpacks s getting heavy
Soul stain blowing up, moving at a steady pace Matisyahu, in your own domain
Flames are dancing, but they never maintain
carry bricks on your shoulders and lead around your waist
Moving at a steady pace, drowning in their champagne, but they never maintain
Heavenly fire only resides on an altar made from the ground, there is no time to taste what you ate
flames are dancing
one person cries but the other one sings
Capitalize on hot air, moving at a steady pace, backpacks s getting heavy
Take what you got, false pride is suicide but you ve got nothing to gain
Yearn to rise in the sky quick high like cocaine, fires burning Heaven, fire burns like ice morsels falling fire like rain
fires burning
Drowning in their champagne, babylon s buildings raise like flames, run in haste