(Coverdale/Marsden). When I heard the sound of thunder. On the day that I was born. I was blinded by the lighting. An' baptised in the storm. My father started crying. When he saw what he had done. But my mother started praying. Have mercy on my son. He is a child of Babylon. I am a child of Babylon. Lord have mercy on a wayward son. Nowhere to hide nowhere to run. I am a child. A child of Babylon. When I've fooled around so many times. When I've known it ain't been right. But I paint it all in colours. When it really should be black and white. I sail my ship through muddy waters. Try to open every door. When I saw the seven wonders. It left me wanting more. I am a child of Babylon. Lord have mercy on a wayward son. Nowhere to hide got no place to run. I am a child. A child of Babylon. On my day of judgement. I know how it will be. I'm prepared to meet my maker. With no hope for charity. I'll stand alone and pay the price. For everything I've done. 'Cos there ain't guardian angel. For a child of Babylon. I am a child. A child of Babylon. I am a child of Babylon. Lord have mercy on a wayward son. Nowhere to hide got no place to run. I am a child. A child of Babylon. Child of Babylon.