Max Hell - Babylon Lyrics

I don't even really care for
All you musketeers
Wretched cheats I reckon you are near
Superstars are weeping softly
Playing silent shows
Civilization burns inside a phone

Everybody likes me
Everybody needs me
Everybody meets me
Everybody greets me
Everybody's got someone to hold their hand
Everybody's trying to get you in to power
Everybody's shouting
Every waking hour
Everybody's got a thing or two to say

Jesus Christ of California
Spoke a million empty words
Meaningless but seemingly intense
My head explodes
As I gaze upon my screen
I don't care for
All those little scenes

Everybody likes me
Everybody needs me
Everybody meets me
Everybody greets me
Everybody's got someone to hold their hand
Everybody's trying to
Get you in to power
Everybody's shouting
Every waking hour
Everybody's got a thing or two to say

But soon the apocalypse
Comes raining down on our computer chips
And we will think again
And we will love again
The seven trumpets blow
In the valley of San Francisco
Our mind and soul will prevail over Babylon