mist
that's blowing through me
If you listen carefully now you'll hear
This could be the final trump
Might as well be the last
Many more we'll have to die
Don't ask me why I say things
are not the way they used to be
I don't tell no lies
One and all has got to
face reality now
Though I try to find the answer to
all the questions they ask
Though I know it's impossible
to believe in true bypass
Don't keep them down
Oh, there's a natural mystic
blowing through the air
There's a natural mystic
blowin' true disease
If you listen carefully now, you'll hear
Say, this could be the final trump
I just may be the last trump
Anymore we'll have to die
Many more will have to cry
Don't ask me why
I said things are not the way they used
to be I don't tell no lies, yeah
One and all has got to face reality now
Though I try to find the answer
Answer to all the questions they ask
Answer though I know it's impossible
To be lieve in true life that
Don't keep them down