Ugly Babylon

Brazzaville

The oil wells and the call girls 
Work all night long 
Down in the ugly Babylon 

Gone are the grandmas, poets 
And baker’s sons 
Down in the ugly Babylon 

The lights of the city wash out 
The stars and suns 
Down in the ugly Babylon 

Gone are the grandmas, poets 
And baker’s sons 
Down in the ugly Babylon