Gomorrah

Just a song of Gomorrah

I wonder what they did there

Must've been a bad thing

To get shot down for

Wonder how they blew it up

Or if they burned it down

Get out, get out, Mr. Lot

Don't you look around

Who gave you your orders?

Someone from the sky

I heard a voice inside my head

In the desert wind so dry

I heard a voice telling me to flee

The very same voice I always believe

Said, a lot of trouble's coming

But it don't have to come to you

I'm telling you, so you can tell

The rest what you been through

Don't you turn around, no

Don't look after you

It's not your business how it's done

You're lucky to get through

You're a good upstanding man

A credit to the flock

If you don't face straight ahead

You could not take the shock

Blew the city off the map

Left nothing there but fire

The wife of Lot got turned to salt

Because she looked behind her

Because she looked behind her

Because she looked behind her

Because she looked behind her

Because she looked behind her

Because she looked behind her