Fatima Mansions - Bishop Of Babel Lyrics
No one comes from here and so Im not afraidEveryones the same as meWe dont talk the same so we dont talk at allAnd our hosts just look on with gleeIm the bishop of babel nowSo its low, yes its low you must bowThough my flock may sneer and mockIm the bishop of babel nowYoull see me in the street in golden hat and capeAnd blessing all the waifs and straysIn the [hail and] shine, smiling, resignedAnd abandoned to foolish waysFor Im the bishop of babel nowAs even stray dogs will allowThe poor folks flock around and remark,Look, the bishop of babels down!Oh, Im the bishop of babel nowAnd my [audience] dont count in this town[if relic] and flock here set to rotIm the bishop of babel nowSad old bishop of babel now