Born in Babylon

I came from nothing but a nothing like nothing

Nothing like nobody thought

I was something

Nothing like called every name in the book

But for every second guess

I never gave a second look

I tell myself Don't let it get to me '

Cause if the best they've got it's not impressing me

Then there's no reason they should get the best of me

So how can

I stop all these

Critics from their talking

The more I do the more they say

But there's no way

I'm stopping

So they just keep on talking

Who do you think

I think I am

I got the feeling that there is more like me

Born in Babylon but you just got to be free

Shackles on your feet that you and me can't see

But you can feel them and they heavy

So you need that key

And so you're looking at your hands sayin' Man if a distance is to me I could be mine

So how can

I stop all these

Critics from their talking

The more I do the more they say

But there's no way

I'm stopping

So they just keep on talking

Who do you think

I think I am

Who do you think

I am My friends are deep and they're all

I've got

They stand up behind me if you like it or not

And I'm telling you that the fire's hot

Can you see that smoking

Did you hear that shot '

Cause this is the war that in the middle

I am

So judge me now with your pen in hand '

Cause I'm too busy to judge another man

How can I stop all these

Critics from their talking

The more I do the more they say

More they say y

But there's no way

I'm stopping

So they just keep on talking

Who do you think

I think I am

Who do you think

I am How can

I stop all these

Critics from their talking

The more I do the more they say

They won't stop talking

They won't stop talking

But there's no way

I'm stopping

They won't stop talk they won't stop talking

There's no way

Maybe I should not be myself

Who do you think I am

As I've just giving the critics help

Who do you think I am

Who do you think I am

If I never tried to do this at all

Who do you think I am

And I think he'd be out of a job

Who do you think I am

And maybe

I just should've stayed in bed

Who do you think I am

Stay out of the booth and put all these guitars in the closet

Who do you think I am

Maybe I should go back to school

Who do you think I am

But anymore education just makes me feel like a fool

Who do you think I am

So I guess

I gotta let critics talk

Who do you think I am

Cause I won't stop