The Fall - W.B lyrics

If on forever Hit it You've heard about that Blake Went down the hill In Chepstow in London He was broke But it was OK Rome didn't matter or come up But Heaven and Hell did And look up The fire, the fire is falling And look up, look up Flaming hair shot through the streaking sun over him Oh merchant leave thy oil and Nebuchadnezzar Never knew there'd be times like this Rome didn't matter or come up But Heaven and Hell did And look up The fire, the fire is falling And look up, look up Oh citizens of London Enlarge thy countenance From the flaming wind-hairs of thought In his forehead Rome didn't matter or come off But Heaven and Hell did And look up The fire, the fire is falling And look up, look up