{Ordo ob kao, 'order out of chaos'

And the idea is that, uh

With the influence of powerful forces behind the scene

You can bring order out of the chaos that we see

We know, for instance, that much of the

An eerie order underneath even chaos

As if the finger of God in order and disorder is always there somehow

I agree

He has nothing to support this

Y-you're so full of it

Aliens, protecting society? How?

Chaos happens, there's too many people here}

Gotta learn the way to turn

Hat over eye

Feeling dead more than alive

Give her something to rely

On one more time

No one hears the sound

Fear is all around

Turn the music loud

No more lullaby

No way in, no way out

Empty talk and TV shouts

Got to find their way around

No, you ain't no lifer

In this town

No one hears the sound

Fear is all around

Turn the music loud

No more lullaby

Stop the beat, hear the sound

Time has come for you to speak

Your mind

Can't you hear the sound?

Chaos all around

Turn the music loud

No more lullaby

(Dede dede, dede dede, dede dede)

Learn to fly