Can you look close at nothing until you find something in there, in there, in there If stars could talk what would they say They’re just expired fire and so far away from me, from me, from me
And I know you’re waking up to the light when everything’s broken no fights left to fight Someday you’ll leave me yeah Someday you’ll fly but someday is not tonight
Deserts of paper crossed by these men I’ll search for truth again and again and again and again and again Oh I’ll go with you to these parts To your highest high and your hardest hard and your lightest white and your darkest dark To your highest high and your hardest hard and your lightest white and your darkest dark To your highest high and your hardest hard and your lightest white and your darkest dark
And I know you’re waking up to the light when everything’s broken no fights left to fight Someday you’ll leave me yeah Someday you’ll fly but someday is not tonight
Con motivo de que el Llamanday ha pasado a las decenas, y porque me enamoré de la cantautora, les dejo dos videos más de Sarah Donner, amante de los gatos y de la ciencia (por lo que puedo notar).
In multiple states at the same time I’ll take the one where I’m still alive When I get out, I’ll live with Einstein And I will because I have nine lives
I will chase your theory It’s just made of string Without observation I’m doing all the things I would not be in this box with cyanide If I could call PETA in 1935
Open up and measure this absurdity I’ll teach you about superposition with my claws and teeth
In multiple states at the same time I’ll take the one where I’m still alive You have one life, but I have nine I’ll hunt you down with the rest of mine
This quantum mechanics thought experiment On a macroscopic level just proves that you’re a dick Yes you are a smart man, but one thing you forgot I am cat. I can think outside the box
Open up and measure this absurdity I’ll get out and shred all possible realities
In multiple states at the same time I’ll take the one where I’m still alive You are unknown without this feline Guess who peed on your Nobel Prize
Nikola Tesla Dood (with The Oatmeal) Recaudación de fondos para construir el museo de Nikola Tesla
You were six foot six - a hit with nineteenth century chicks And if I had my way - your mustache would have its own grave Nikola Tesla why - did you leave the world behind Your genius I say - can never be repaid ‘cept by digging up your vertebrae and firing it into outerspace
Aw Mr. Tesla dude - I’d hug you in the nude Nikola Tesla sir - you make my hoo-ha purr But Mr. Edison douche - I’d punch you in the pooch You are a bloated, pig-faced, worthless mooch
Thomas Edison, guy - I want to vomit on your life Set fire to your wife - and fertilize my bonzai But Mr. Tesla man - I’d vote for you if you ran Oh Mr. Tesla guy - you rained down awesome from the sky
Lazy ass electrons only go one way With Edison the Douche’s direct current buffet But we got Bitches to the left - But we got Bitches to the right with an alternating current, A Tesla party’s outta sight!
Mr. Tesla hey - I want to make your day I’d roundhouse a bear or two- or be a favourite chair for you Nikola Tesla guy - I just want buy you A kitten that shoot fireballs - I’m smitten with your lightning bolts
If you asked me to I’d cook koala stew or an endangered species BBQ - ‘cuz Mr. Tesla I love you But Mr. Tesla man - I’d vote for you if you ran Oh Mr. Tesla guy - you rain down awesome from the sky
