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Nothing is science unless we have evidence,
Things can't leave traces unless they are there
without concrete data, we must express hesitance
Spurious beasties had better beware...
Ware, ware, better beware,
Sometimes the truth can be terribly dull
Next time a sea-monster clambers on board with you,
Feed it a fish-head and call it a gull
Nothing is science unless it is testable,
Experiments don't work when nothing is there
Opinion and hearsay are simply detestable
Psychokinetics had better beware
Ware, ware, better beware,
Things that aren't there are not there and that's that!
Next time a poltergeist tears up your living room,
Clean up the mess; blame it all on the cat
Nothing is science until it is quantified,
Just try to measure a thing that's not there
Numbers legitimize, render things bona-fide
Hunches and feelings had better beware
Ware, ware, better beware,
You can be blinded by stars in your eyes
Next time you're seized by emotions most passionate,
Take out your ruler; determine their size
Nothing is science unless it's disprovable
Can't disprove something when nothing is there
Knowledge is power and truth is immovable
Myth and religion had better beware
Ware, ware, better beware
If it's not there, there's no grief it can bring
Next time you're struck by divine revelation
remember St. John and forget the whole thing
Nothing is science unless it's repeatable,
One isn't valid, there must be a pair
Strict repetition of facts is unbeatable,
Little green aliens better beware
Ware, ware, better beware,
Things don't exist if they're truly unique
Next time a spaceship alights on your patio,
It's not real until it comes back twice a week.
Science lends credence, defines our reality
States its decrees with definitive air
Claims to be fair and without partiality
and won't even glance at the things that aren't there
Ware, ware, better beware,
science takes notes as the world trundles by
Points factual fingers at blind faith and innocence,
missing the mote in it's own sterile eye...
Ware, ware, better beware,
science takes notes as the world trundles by
Points factual fingers at blind faith and innocence,
missing the mote in it's own sterile eye...
(Stavro Arrgolus) |
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