The Prince of the Hanging Gardens

I'm a lazy student

In a circular library

With a glass ceiling

And a parquet floor



After graduation

I'm gonna go to the Amazon

In search of a pigment

That I want on my wall



Hold me

Scold me

Extol me

Console me



Through the 90s

And the 80s

And the Tigris

The Euphrates



And after all that I've said

I want you to know me

I want you to throw me

In the river

So the clouds that follow my head

Can finally rain down 

On all your hydrangeas

 

I never had a doubt that you would come through

I always adored you 

I always ignored you

Just to make you try harder 

To you do what you do

I had to be awful  

Just to keep you from danger     

 

Come stand at my window 

With a view of suburbia

As it marks out the edges

Of my opulent grounds



I'm rich but I'm troubled;

There's a worm in my Bougainvillaea

Why do you plague me

When my ethics are sound?



Hold me

Scold me

Extol me

Console me



Through the 90s

And the 80s

Through the waters

Of Issey



[Chorus]



And after all I've said

It's academia

How could I be so faithful

To the Queen of Media?



Through the 90s

And the 80s

In the AD

And the BC



Through the Xanthus

And the Yangtze

And the Niger

And the Ganges



Hold me

Fold me

Control me

Cajole me



And release me 

On the Lethe

And the ichor through my body



[Chorus]



Babylon

Babble on

Etc