I've been looking for a way out of this crazy situation now   The world in crisis, seems like paradise   Was lost and won't be found and all of life is endangered   And on the verge of breaking down      I wake up all fear and dread-locked   By all the things, I cannot talk about   We built our house of cards on ignorance   A landfill of deceit, the walls are hollow   And we listen, worry what they will secrete      Whoa whoa whoa   Is we      We all know they've got it fixed in political economics   We're junking bonds, we're dropping   Bombs we've made by guzzling gasoline   Public confidence is shaken like the apple from the tree      Namu amida butsu, gomen   Forgive me for my trespasses   I do my best to exist east of Eden   West of Garbagetown, over-accumulated   Karma Armageddon, full meltdown      Whoa whoa whoa   Is we      I've been looking for a way out of this crazy situation now   Our world in crisis, seems like paradise was lost   And won't be found and both our lives are endangered   And on the verge of breaking down      Whoa whoa whoa   Is we      Then the garden gates swing wide and we enter paradise   We are angels, we are good   We open our wings, we've understood   How time and change are fine, they're the way, they're the way