Lyrics:

Phenomena, phenomena, phenomena.

Things are not what they seem to be. Nor are they otherwise.

Some think rice is white.
Others think it is brown.

Some might think this isn't the right sound.

Phenomena, phenomena, phenomena.

Things are not what they seem to be. Nor are they otherwise.

Some think Christ is white.
Others think he is brown.

Some might think this isn't the right sound.