As he went home at the end of the day
She fatal doses, malcontent to osmosis
Of single cells would swing their fists at anything
It was anything but hear the voice
And tell me doctor can you pull my file
Our famous doctor tried to gleam
Songwriter: Andrew Wegman Bird
And let the wind just carry them away?
It was bound, a part his intuition say
Weighed deception or mercy while others are paying for the shot
Publisher: WEGAWAM MUSIC
And despite what all his studies had shown
It was bound apart his intuition, say
Well, tell me doctor can you pull my file, reason why
Nature show that rages every day
When he put his Bunsen burners all away
Despite what all his studies had shown
‘Cause he just wants to know the reason, the reason why
Weighed deception or mercy while others train for the show
Poor Professor Pension had only good intentions
That says that we’re all basically alone
We were all basically alone
That looks like easy prey in this
His keeping busier as bitter storms
It was anything but hear the voice
What was mistaken for closeness, was just a case of mitosis
And turned into a playground a Petri dish
Scatter like a billion spores
We were all basically all alone
How can cutes be so mean
Why do they congregate in groups of four
What was mistaken for closeness, was just a case of mitosis
His imaginations and his palindromes
Anything but hear the voice
In this Nature show that rages every day