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

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 private war
But it's way to mean
Could be
A hurricane
Like it said
In Time Magazine

In 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

In a New Age Eden
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on

In a New Age Eden
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on

It's high time for prayer now
For all gathered in this house
Forget about them Philistines
They ain't never
Gonna 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

In a New Age Eden
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on

We need a new temple here
The old one's got 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

In a New Age Eden
In a New Age Eden
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on