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FUNKY MATTERS
Ancient Greeks figurin' it all,
Democritos, the atom, reduction to the call
Fundamental particles, grains of cosmology
Dividing life, by analogy, with our reality
Galilei’s method of induction
Was grounded on eye observation
Solitons / got noted / while ridin' a horse
Newton and Huygens were fighting
Over new tools for understanding
How funky matters / make up the world
Aether was then invented
For light propagation
However, the experiment couldn’t confirm the equation
Einstein eventually, found the solution
Special relativity killed the funky matter
And gave us / Star Trek
Will string theory save us all?
Will we see the dilaton?
Quantum gravity for all!
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CHORUS
Funky matters to all
Come on and join us / at / the / shopping mall
Warping space and time
Enter the quantum loop, and join the ride
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We're all cool funky matters
Dancing on warping dimensions
We all live under a Calabi-Yau
Supergravity takes the ball
Superpartner of the graviton
Radiative corrections
Are looping in the action
A new bunch of particles was then invented
But nobody has seen them in the Universe
Dark matter remains very dark
Though supersymmetry protects the Higgs
We all need a superpartner!
Will we see the dilaton?
Quantum gravity for all!
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CHORUS 2
Funky matters to all
Come join us / at / the / shopping mall
We're all cool funky matters
Hunting and searching / the grand unification
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CHORUS 3
We're all cool funky matters
Particle or wave, (it) doesn't really matter
Warping space and time
Quantum gravity for all!
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Lyrics adapted from the poem "The Tyger" by William Blake (1794):
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night
When the stars / threw down their spears
And water'd heaven / with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made / the Lamb / make thee?
And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!
Tyger Tyger, burning bright
When the stars / threw down their spears
And water'd heaven / with their tears
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
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Walking down the hall, the comedy plays
Students mocking me, "The hatchback will pay"
The rector won't pay me regards
The faculty has only retards
Walking stick is carrying
My twisted proportions
My forehead is spacious
To accommodate grandeur
Massive head, naughty grin
My asymmetric chin
Showing the wasteland of my hatred for you
BURN! THEM ALL!
Petty dreams end in screams
Fire, your sins
BURN! THEM ALL!
The final resolution
Apocalypse of melted skin
Students check their smartphone
For quantum optics attention is gone
Spoiling little brats, technology
Life upon a display, making them restless
Your ignorance, your blessing
The final resolution
I’m taking my leave
Working in silence
In the cellar
Holding your smartphone
My grin on their display
BURN! THEM ALL!
Makeup and soaring screams
Flaming phones melt your skin
BURN! THEM ALL!
The final resolution
I’m gonna be a superstar!
(My) walking stick in flames
But I won’t care at all
Dancing on your graves
My twisted figure at the shopping mall
Delirium of the senses
The women will be mine
I shall just collect the pieces
Legs oh, will be carbonised
But after all, it will be fair!
Stepping down the stairs, cursing them all
You wonder why my laughing erupts
“That evil man has gone nuts!”
The dawn of my revenge
Sabbatical call
BURN! THEM ALL!
BURN! THEM ALL!
Revenge is nigh!
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The Stalker (feat. Spy)
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The Dark Matter Guitar. Theoretical physicist, musician and martial artist. Active since 1994.
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