Skyclad Science Never Sleeps
Science never sleeps - so I'm singing it a lullabye, of wolves in sheeps clothing - devils in disguise, and lab coats draped over big black lies. They cover their stupidity by calling it 'Stupology', rearrange your world without one word of an apology. Make a man-made-soul so small it fits inside your pocket, when you die they'll shoot it up to heaven in a rocket. We've made tomorrow's world - a Nirvana for the damned. We've made tomorrow's world - Mother Earth on Fatherland? We've made tomorrow's world - we're the cause and the effect, we've made tomorrow's world - could George Orwell be correct? Science never sleeps - so I'm singing it a lullabye, of wolves in sheeps clothing - devils in disguise, and lab-coats draped over big black lies. Science never weeps - for the life beneath the microscope. We are the human amoebae that helplessly float, in a final solution - suspended in hope. Let me show you something hideous, insidious, creeping and libidinous. the worst laid plans of men with mice, wielding scalpels - laboratory sacrifice. Great for the economy - destroying our ecology. Unscrupulous, malicious - yet chemically delicious. Science never sleeps - so I'm singing it a lullabye, of wolves in sheeps clothing - devils in disguise, and lab-coats draped over big black lies. Science never weeps - for the life beneath the microscope. We are the human amoebae that helplessly float, in a final solution - suspended in hope. Will we shiver in dark centuries of cryogenic winter, or be vapourized to ashes when atoms start to splinter? A case of heads or tails - it's their coin so they can choose, breed creatures born with two of either so they cannot lose. We've made tomorrow's world - a Nirvana for the damned. We've made tomorrow's world - Mother Earth on Fatherland? We've made tomorrow's world - we're the cause and the effect, we've made tomorrow's world - could George Orwell be correct? Science never sleeps - so I'm singing it a lullabye, of wolves in sheeps clothing - devils in disguise, and lab-coats draped over big black lies. Science never weeps - for the life beneath the microscope. We are the human amoebae that helplessly float, in a final solution - suspended in hope.