[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]
You've walked these stairs a million times
Nightmares exhausted in your mind
A common theme within the dream
Invertebrates are slithering
A slug, it's what you are

[Chorus]
A man who's in the crisis stage
He likes to say his life's okay
A man who's in the crisis stage
Keeps marching on in life's charade
A man who's in the crisis stage
He likes to say his life's okay
A man who's in the crisis stage
Keeps marching on, marching on

[Verse 2]
Mutilated, middle-aged instruments with pedigree
Get on their knees
Your ancestors of yesterday won't show you who they were
Or what you're meant to be
This hourglass is made of plastic
And it's pain down to the last grain
That drains right to your open casket
[Chorus]
A man who's in the crisis stage
He likes to say his life's okay
A man who's in the crisis stage
Keeps marching on in life's charade
A man who's in the crisis stage
He likes to say his life's okay
A man who's in the crisis stage
Keeps marching on in life's charade
A man who's in the crisis stage
He likes to say his life's okay
A man who's in the crisis stage
Keeps marching on in life's charade
A man who's in the crisis stage
He likes to say his life's okay
A man who's in the crisis stage
Keeps marching on, keeps marching on