| Song | Babylon Blues |
| Artist | Ian Hunter |
| Album | Man Overboard |
| Take a look at yourself baby – take a look at yourself – | |
| Take a look at yourself | |
| You ain't exactly a picture of health | |
| In your finest hour – at the height o'your power – | |
| Everything's gone sour | |
| Your ivory tower morphed into a cell | |
| Confidence shattered, mad as a hatter – what's the matter with you? | |
| Don't try pulling me down to your level – | |
| Ain't nothing worse than a phony-assed rebel | |
| You do what you want to but leave me out o'this | |
| You're tangled up in | |
| Babylon blues | |
| You a yellowin' book – got a amethyst skin – | |
| You been taken in by the paradise | |
| Feeding off your adrenalin | |
| You gotta fight without – you gotta fight within – | |
| You gotta flat-out swim | |
| That ominious current that's sweeping you in | |
| Meals on wheels? | |
| Sympathy? | |
| What d'ya want from me? | |
| There's a big black cloud hangin' over your head – | |
| Looks like silver but it's heavy as lead | |
| You do what you want to but leave me out o'this | |
| You're tangled up in | |
| Babylon blues | |
| Say you gonna quit – that's the end of it – | |
| But the peaces don't fit – what am | |
| I stupid?I don't buy it | |
| Just another blind beggar on the road to fame – | |
| With a messed up body and a messed up brain | |
| I don't buy it | |
| It's a cynical world – it's a bad old world – | |
| It's a sinister world babe | |
| You get what you want an' your still miserable | |
| At the terminal gate – at the terminal gate – | |
| At the terminal gate | |
| You better back off before it's too late | |
| I remember when you opened your mouth an' | |
| Everything freaked at what come out | |
| When I'm gone – remember that | |
| You can't take the alley outta some o' these cats | |
| You do what you want to but leave me out o'this | |
| You're tangled up in | |
| Babylon blues |
| Take a look at yourself baby take a look at yourself | |
| Take a look at yourself | |
| You ain' t exactly a picture of health | |
| In your finest hour at the height o' your power | |
| Everything' s gone sour | |
| Your ivory tower morphed into a cell | |
| Confidence shattered, mad as a hatter what' s the matter with you? | |
| Don' t try pulling me down to your level | |
| Ain' t nothing worse than a phonyassed rebel | |
| You do what you want to but leave me out o' this | |
| You' re tangled up in | |
| Babylon blues | |
| You a yellowin' book got a amethyst skin | |
| You been taken in by the paradise | |
| Feeding off your adrenalin | |
| You gotta fight without you gotta fight within | |
| You gotta flatout swim | |
| That ominious current that' s sweeping you in | |
| Meals on wheels? | |
| Sympathy? | |
| What d' ya want from me? | |
| There' s a big black cloud hangin' over your head | |
| Looks like silver but it' s heavy as lead | |
| You do what you want to but leave me out o' this | |
| You' re tangled up in | |
| Babylon blues | |
| Say you gonna quit that' s the end of it | |
| But the peaces don' t fit what am | |
| I stupid? I don' t buy it | |
| Just another blind beggar on the road to fame | |
| With a messed up body and a messed up brain | |
| I don' t buy it | |
| It' s a cynical world it' s a bad old world | |
| It' s a sinister world babe | |
| You get what you want an' your still miserable | |
| At the terminal gate at the terminal gate | |
| At the terminal gate | |
| You better back off before it' s too late | |
| I remember when you opened your mouth an' | |
| Everything freaked at what come out | |
| When I' m gone remember that | |
| You can' t take the alley outta some o' these cats | |
| You do what you want to but leave me out o' this | |
| You' re tangled up in | |
| Babylon blues |