Lyrics

[Verse 1]
What's that listening to my brain
Hear it rearrange
See the atoms synchronize
Right before your eyes
And let's atomise
[Verse 2]
Disassemble, pull apart
Take it from the start
Manufacture, synthethize
Right before your eyes
And let's atomise
[Verse 3]
See the great explosion
In one iota-sized and holy afternoon
Raise the banner
Hear the rolling thunder
Settle down to form
The perfect yellow moon
Our old savannah
Written by: Adam Smith
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