Why can't I have a piece of that You got good plenty of that Neon-covered piece of heaven I am stuck at the bottom And no one knows who I am No, no, no, no, no, no Look here now I could get used to that jet-set life And celebrate Like every day was Saturday But I am stuck at the bottom And no one knows who I am No, no, no, no, no, no From the hill to the mountain From the cage to the wild From the heart and into the world Can you hear me, me, me, me, me, me Babylon, here I come Are you ready for me I'll be the fliest thing That you've ever seen Babylon, here I come Here I come, here I come... From the hill to the mountain From the cage to the wild From the heart and into the world Can you hear me, me, me, me, me, me