There is no guidance in your kingdom Your wicked walk in Babylon There is no wisdom to your freedom The richest man in Babylon Your beggars sleep outside your doorway Your prophets leave to wander on You fall asleep at night with worry The saddest man in Babylon The wicked stench of exploitation Hangs in the air and lingers on Beneath the praise and admiration The weakest man in Babylon There is no hope left in your kingdom Your servants have burned all their songs Nobody here remembers freedom The richest man in Babylon (Scat) Babylon no get rich again But to end up sick again and you end up weak again Babylon (scat) Babylon you run You better know, you better understand The rancher man you better hear what we say Babylon this is your final day Babylon this is your final call, read the writing that's on the wall See, divided we stand and together we fall You never know dat; you not gon' catch me in a rat pack We're not gon' fall away from it Jah, no way