Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry You don't know how lovely you are I had to find you, tell you I need you Tell you I set you apart Tell me your
what ghosts exist behind thses attic walls? there's got to be a simpler explanation, 'cause i scrimped and i saved just to find that they've been splicing
I got it Woohoowoo Woohoowoo Got it, got it Woohoowoo In me the scientist, always get stuck on, always trying this I try to live on science alone now
Electrified and lit up by an outline of herself And smiling now as only she can be She said, "I made some new connections to astound them all In ways
Why do you stay fast asleep? The confrontation's with the sheep The message has been redeployed The emptiness to fill the void The transformation has
Come up to meet you, Vengo a reunirme contigo tell you I'm sorry, decirte que lo siento you don't know how lovely you are. no sabes lo encantadora que
What ghosts exist behind these attic walls? There's got to be a simpler explanation 'Cause I scrimped and I saved Just to find that they've been splicing
What you did to us was inexcusable you disappointing, sallow scab Took advantage of us got your way, abused us, almost destroyed all we had. You took
ghost rectum, drum and pipe to silence the satellite rings. sex words to photos. a bird in a cage. a man and his bomb. light without heat. taught to obey
Come up to meet you, tell you, I'm sorry You don't know how lovely you are I had to find you, tell you, I need you Tell you, I set you apart Tell me
I got it Got it, got it In me the scientist always stuck on Always trying this I try to live on science alone Analysis and freaky sensitivity We gotta
Yeah, yeah, who it is son? It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar (Check it out) Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler Check it out, everybody
You're a well paid scientist, you only talk in facts You know you're always right 'Cause you know how to prove it, step by step PhD to show you're smart
i am a scientist - i seek to understand me all of my impurities and evils yet unknown i am a journalist - i write to you to show you i am an incurable
Well she's no rocket rocket rocket rocket scientist but she's just like the Second Law of Thermodynamics cause when I see her walking by me I wanna do
Idealism / Materialism / Skepticism / Pragmatism Electism / Fideism / Immortality of the rational soul Free inquiry for the one that is the flame of
