Gomorrah Lyrics - Fall 1989: The Long Island Sound - Jerry Garcia Band

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