Get ready for the new age man If you didn't know yet Then you got no plan Better off just staying in bed Better yet, just stay in your head Oh, the books open But they words aren't read The plants are all dead And I haven't found the water yet Lay it down in the dirt to rest Dig it up in the Sunday best, singing "I need something to do I need something to think I need another drink I want an open sea I want heavy wind I want the ship to carry me in" And the heavens will open up in real time See the angels all floating round Jupiter's light ♪ The jet landed at 6 a.m. He didn't know where But he got there then Checked out in the citizens land Threw bread to the daily hand From the mountain tops To the river rocks Everything was beautifully manicured A lot to see gotta keep the details blurred A lot of things to cover the dirt A lot of things to get done So many things to get done When the drums come marching Better pick the side that wins Lay siege to the other one When the drums come marching in Take it for a gift It's a mare-type-myth It's a one way trip It's a brutal sky It's a pink sunset backdrop To the sinking shipwreck ♪ A lot of things to get done So many things to get done And the heavens will open up in real time And flood with light