Lyrics
A space in time removed too soon to tell, back to the people that we know so well
streets of london
Back to the rhythm that we all came from, streets of london
Back to the people that we know so well, back to the rhythm that we all came from
A small collection of the population, back to the rhythm that we all came from
Hit the message i can hear you calling, a small collection of the population
Back to the people that we know so well, voices of babylon Of, no one s going anywhere tonight
Just a product of imagination, we re the victims of our own creation
we conceived a modern generation
Patiently we wait for our turn to come, by the time our number s up
Voices of babylon, patiently we wait for our turn to come, voices of babylon streets of london town
Just a product of imagination, back to the rhythm that we all came from, chasing rainbows that are painted black or white
we conceived a modern generation
Back to the rhythm that we all came from, a small collection of the population
A small collection of the population, no one s going anywhere tonight
a space in time removed too soon to tell
A space in time removed too soon to tell, back to the people that we know so well
Back to the rhythm that we all came from, instincts barely keeping us alive
Just a product of imagination, a space in time removed too soon to tell
watch the struggle of our own temptation
No one s going anywhere tonight, by the time our number s up
We could be gone, just a product of imagination, back to the rhythm that we all came from
just a product of imagination
Instincts barely keeping us alive, back to the rhythm that we all came from Voices, we could be gone
Voices of babylon streets of london town, a space in time removed too soon to tell
a small collection of the population
It was free but now we pay the price, hit the message i can hear you calling
chasing rainbows that are painted black or white
we re the victims of our own creation
