All you people, come with me
To Scenic Nevermore
A place where doubt is driven out
And when it rains, it pours
The world you`re in cannot begin
To tell you what`s in store
It`s hard to dream while following
Your feet across the floor
So break one last restriction
Then break free of all the strings
If you won`t hear your own fears, baby
You won`t hear a thing
All you people, listen close
It`s time you heard the news
You`re out of gas, you`re falling fast
Your youth is not amused
Isn`t hope a kind of dope?
And can`t it be abused?
A vice is nice, but my advice
To winners is to lose
So kick one last addiction
Then kick back and start to sing
If you don`t own your own bones, baby
You don`t own a thing
All you people, gather `round
The time has now arrived
To have some fun, to overrun
To marvel and survive
Life is short, tear down the fort
The dead can`t be revived
That is, unless, your second guess
Is twice as good as mine
So make one last prediction
Then may Chaos be your King
If you can`t see you`re only maybe
You can`t see a thing