We exist in a mystical realm
And nobody knows how it works
We exist in a mystical realm
And nobody knows how it works
We exist in a mystical realm
And nobody knows how it works

Clock it one time
Once again

Analyze anything, anyone
Who is bringin' the people apart
Scrutinize anything, anyone
That is bringin' the people apart
Playing a brother against another
Is not some new kind of sport

Clock it one time
Once again

We mean it, man!
We mean it, man!
We mean it, man!
We mean it, man!
We mean it, man!
We mean it, man!
We mean it, man!
We mean it, man!
Once again

Under panopticon microscope
Where we somehow continue to breathe
Brothers are played against one another
While sisters continue to bleed
There is no center, there is no vector
There is no anchor at all

Clock it one time wise up
Once again

We mean it, man!
We mean it, man!
We mean it, man!
We mean it, man!
We mean it, man!
Yeah we mean it, man!
Once again

What is it like to be livin' a life
Of an unexamined thought?
Is it even a life?
Is it even a thought?
Oh Dalai Lama, oh pranayama
United nation obsolete drama
Scattered are pages of scriptures and sages
And darkness invites us again

We mean it, man!
We mean it, man!
We mean it, man!
We mean it, man!
We mean it, man!
Oh yeah we mean it, man!
Once again

We exist in a mystical realm
And nobody knows how it works

We mean it, man!
We mean it, man!
Yeah we mean it, man!
We mean it, man!
We mean it, man!
Yeah we mean it, man!
Once again