Scenic Nevermore Songtext

All you people, come with me To Scenic Nevermore A place where doubt is driven out And when it rains, it pours The world you're in cannot begin To tell you what's in store It's hard to dream while following Your feet across the floor So break one last restriction Then break free of all the strings If you won't hear your own fears, baby You won't hear a thing All you people, listen close It's time you heard the news You're out of gas, you're falling fast Your youth is not amused Isn't hope a kind of dope? And can't it be abused? A vice is nice, but my advice To winners is to lose So kick one last addiction Then kick back and start to sing If you don't own your own bones, baby You don't own a thing All you people, gather 'round The time has now arrived To have some fun, to overrun To marvel and survive Life is short, tear down the fort The dead can't be revived That is, unless, your second guess Is twice as good as mine So make one last prediction Then may Chaos be your King If you can't see you're only maybe You can't see a thing