Energy, pullin’ on mass
Relative mind

Movin’ ourselves around
We’re out of time

Center of a polar force
We’re on a line

Squished into a VCR
We can’t rewind

Call the Doc Brown x 4

I wanna face myself
No, you can’t

Let me go, I won’t
Not a chance

Coach, he’s in the paper!
He say, “aye aye aye”

Travel through the depths of space
Lateral time

Woah, Woah

Call the Doc Brown x 8