But meanwhile downstairs, I'm setting up shop A little too proud to let the matter drop And I can hear you up there Isn't it romantic? You're huffing and puffing rearranging Deck chairs on the titanic And I reach for a gla** of cool water drawn From the rivers of babylon And meanwhile outside, the stars have come out
And the humid summer air pulls at the ring in my snout And you stand at your window looking down And I spread wide my arms Jump if you want to jump, jump if you want to The water's warm I know I know 'cause I've been swimming Blindly along through the rivers of babylon