[Intro — big brass fanfare, then a sly groove] (Gold... gold... the gold of Babylon) [Verse 1] Well look who's come to the city of the sun Little river girl with a voice like that? Oh darling, you were wasted on a willow tree Let me show you where the bright lights are at (Come and see, come and see) Forget the dust, forget the chains Forget that sad old riverside song There's a throne and a feast and a hundred golden lamps And a place where a voice like yours belongs (Belongs, belongs) [Chorus] This is the gold of Babylon Where the wine is sweet and the night is long Lay your old grief down, put your crown back on Drink it in, this is the gold of Babylon (Babylon, Babylon) Why would you weep for a pile of stone When the king himself would call you his own? Stay, little singer, you're finally home This is the gold, the gold of Babylon (Babylon) [Verse 2] You can keep your tears for the temple in the sand Or you can taste a city that's alive We've got silk and we've got spice and the finest in the land And a thousand reasons, darling, you should thrive (Thrive, thrive) That faraway home is a story, just a song A lullaby to soothe a crying child But look around you, sweetheart — this is real and this is strong And the world is yours if you'd just stay a while (Stay a while) [Chorus] This is the gold of Babylon Where the wine is sweet and the night is long Lay your old grief down, put your crown back on Drink it in, this is the gold of Babylon (Babylon, Babylon) Why would you weep for a pile of stone When the king himself would call you his own? Stay, little singer, you're finally home This is the gold, the gold of Babylon (Babylon) [Bridge — the seduction tightens, half-time, smoky] No one's asking you to bow No one's asking you to change Just let the old songs fade out slow Let comfort rearrange (Let it go, let it go) It's not surrender, it's not defeat It's just a softer, sweeter way And the easiest thing you'll ever do Is forget, and choose to stay (Choose to stay) [Final Chorus — biggest, full brass and choir] This is the gold of Babylon Where the wine is sweet and the night is long Lay your old grief down, put your crown back on Drink it in, this is the gold of Babylon (Babylon, Babylon) Why would you weep for a pile of stone When the king himself would call you his own? Stay, little singer, you're finally home This is the gold, the gold of Babylon (Babylon) [Outro — fanfare, then a single sinister low note] (The gold... of Babylon) Stay a while...