We only have the weekendYou can serve it to me, ancient-city styleWe can party like it’s B.C.With a pretty sixteenth-century smileIt’s the thing, that you bringThat you bring, that you bringHim, you and meThat’s gossipStrut it out, walk a mileServe it, ancient-city styleTalk it out, babble onBattle for your life, BabylonThat’s gossip, what you on?Money don’t talk, rip that songGossip, babble onBattle for your life, BabylonBa-Ba-BabylonGossip, gossipBa-Ba-Babylon (Battle for your life)Gossip, gossipBa-Ba-BabylonGossip, gossipBa-Ba-BabylonBody’s moving like a sculpture (Ooh)On the top of Tower of Babel tonightWe are climbing up to heaven (Heaven)Speaking languages in a BloodPop® moonlightIt’s the thing that you bringThat you bring, that you bringHim, you, and meThat’s gossip (That’s gossip)
Strut it out, walk a mileServe it, ancient-city styleTalk it out, babble onBattle for your life, BabylonThat’s gossip, what you on?Money don’t talk, rip that songGossip, babble onBattle for your life, BabylonBa-Ba-BabylonGossip, gossipBa-Ba-Babylon (Battle for your life)Gossip, gossipBa-Ba-BabylonGossip, gossipBa-Ba-BabylonBattle for your life, BabylonStrut it out, walk a mileServe it, ancient-city styleTalk it out, babble onBattle for your life, BabylonThat’s gossip, what you on?Money don’t talk, rip that songGossip, babble onBattle for your life, BabylonStrut it out, walk a mileServe it, ancient-city styleTalk it out, babble onBattle for your life, BabylonThat’s gossip, what you on?Money don’t talk, rip that songGossip, babble onBattle for your life, Babylon