| Wait a minute, my friend | |
| Don't pass me up for dead | |
| As Babylon crumbles to sand | |
| Oh sweet flower blossom in my hands | |
| Another day is ending for them | |
| Another day will end | |
| I am alive, see my rivers flowing | |
| I don't wanna be like , | |
| I don't wanna be like you | |
| There are no others in here, no | |
| There are no others in here, no way | |
| And a voice of the people cries | |
| As it drones on in monotone | |
| Here is the news, it's all so sad | |
| Ooh, and the black and white | |
| The diluted truth of you | |
| Put the pennies in a collection plate | |
| Come on Come on | |
| Come on Wait a minute, my friend | |
| Don't pass me up for dead | |
| As Babylon crumbles to sand | |
| Oh sweet flower blossom in my hand | |
| Another day is ending for them | |
| Another day will end | |
| While I'm alive, you see my rivers flowing | |
| I don't wanna be like , | |
| I don't wanna be like you | |
| There are no others in here, no | |
| There are no others in here, no | |
| We're burning up in here | |
| I'm burning up in here | |
| Oh no, Oh no | |
| Step a little closer | |
| I wonder if you can | |
| Remember me in this way |