Every man will have to stand up on his own two foot bottom
Every man will have to make his own decision
I want to sleep in junk trash
I don’t want to sleep on your big mattress
Why try to sell out your wedlock
When sure that your heart is as good as mine
Come down, Babylon, come down
A from your pomps and your pride (Vatican)
Come down, Vatican, come down
Then you would stay alive
I want to eat my jam cake
I don’t want neither meat nor your steak
Why try to sell out your wedlock
When sure that your heart is as good as mine
Come down, Babylon, come down
A from your pomps and your pride (You Vatican)
Come down, Vatican, come down
Then you would stay alive (Yeah)
Come down, Babylon, come down
A from your pomps and your pride (Vatican)
Come down, Vatican, come down
Then you would stay alive (Yeah)
Every man will have to stand up on his own two foot bottom
Every man will have to make his own decision (Yeah)
I want to sleep in junk trash
I don’t want to sleep on your big mattress
Why try to sell out your wedlock
When sure that yours is as good as mine
Come down, Babylon, come down
A from your pomps and your pride (You Vatican)
Come down, Vatican, come down
Then you would stay alive (Yeah)
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Winston McAnuff Lyrics – Everyman