We got a rumble here, everybody knows

Except you; you're crazy, pan handle in the road

Can't you see there's a jungle here, it's real and it's cold

Why the hell can't you sort it out

The whole thing's set to explode



Chorus:

In a new age Eden

Dream on

Dream on

Dream on



It looks like a graveyard here

But who can tell

Could be a sinking dream

The bottom of a bottomless well

Could be, it's a perfect? war

But it's way too mean

Could be a hurricane, like it said in Time magazine



Chorus:

Or a new age Eden

Dream on

Dream on

Dream on



Deep down in the subways

Way after dark

Some guys singing protest songs

Picking on them guitars

Singing Cane and Abel?

Yes, here it comes again

After a thousand years of this

You'd have thought something here would have changed



Chorus



Chorus



It's high time for prayer now

For all gathered in this house

Forget about them Philistines

They ain't never going to work it out

Locked in a room full of mirrors

Waiting for the bell

Brings a seven winds of Hades down at seven minutes to hell



Chorus



We need a new temple here

The old one's going to fall

All will be revealed

All you've got to do is heed the call

As you toil in silence

As you work the land

As you sail across the seas

As you lend a hand



Chorus





ACOUSTIC