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Science Monomania

Temple of Springer

Science Monomania

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On a dark desert campus, cool wind in my hair

Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air

Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light

My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim

I had to stop for the talk

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There I stood in the doorway;

I heard the session bell

And I was thinking to myself this could be heaven or this could be hell

Then I lit up a beamer, and I showed them my way

There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say

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Welcome to the Science Monomania

Such a lovely place, such a lovely race

Plenty of fools at the Science Monomania

Any time of year, you can find them here

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They are h-factor twisted, got citation sickness

They got a lot of pretty famous work,

that they call art

How they talked in the meetings,

years after years

Some talk to remember, Some talk to forget

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So I called up my student; Please bring me my mac (I said)

I haven't had that spirit here since I was in the lab

and still those voices are calling from far away

Wake you up in the middle of the night

Just to hear them say

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Welcome to the Science Monomania

Such a lovely place, such a lovely race

Plenty of fools at the Science Monomania

Any time of year, you can find them here

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Honours and then falling; all the fame is past (and I said)

We are all just prisoners here, of our own device

And with their impact factor,

They gathered for the feast

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They stab it with their steely knives

but they just can't kill the beast

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Last thing I remember,

I was running for the door

I had to find the passage back

to the lab I was before

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"Relax" said the grant man;

we are programmed to receive

You can check in anytime you like, 

But you can never leave...

Temple of Springer

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One day in the year of the fox

Came a time remembered well

When the strong young man

of the rising sun

heard the Tolling of the great black bell

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One day in the year of the fox

when the Bell began to ring

it meant the Time had come

for the one to go

to the Temple of Springer

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There in the middle of the circle, he stands

Searching, Seeking,

With just one touch of his trembling hand

The answer will be found

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Daylight waits for the oldman’s scream

Heaven, help me,

Just like a rush of thousand wings

It shines upon the world

And the day has just begun

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One day in the year of the fox

Came a time remembered well

When the strong young man

of the rising sun

heard the Tolling of the great black bell

​

One day in the year of the fox

when the Bell began to ring

it meant the Time had come

for the one to go

to the Temple of Springer

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There in the middle of people he stands

Seeking, feeling

Just one touch of the strong right hand

He's gone,

to the Temple of Springer

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Far from the circle of the edge of the world

He's smoking, wandering

Thinking back of the stories he's told

Before he's gonna see

There in the middle of the circle he lies

Heaven, help me

All could see by the shine in his eyes

The answer has been found

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Back with the people in the circle he stands

Seeing, feeling

With just one touch of the strong right hand

they know

Of the Temple and Springer