Studio Recordings 

1 - Work Together

04:21

2 - The (Bacteria) Wall

06:18

3 - Publication

04:18

4 - Cole Ester Roll

04:58

5 - Temple of Springer

04:58

6 - Science Monomania

06:37

Credits

1 - 4  : Recorded at Studio du Regard (Alfortville, France) - Christophe Sarlin  (2019)

  • 1, 3 : Mixed by Etienne Morel
  • 2, 4  : Mixed by Christophe Sarlin

5, 6  :  Recorded at Chancery (2018)

            Mixed by Etienne Morel

Work Together


here come-old searcher he come

moanin’up grumpy he stays

im-pact factor he wants

better grants than he got

eyes – up - to his fees

got to be hard worker

and just do what he please


he wear no blue jeans he got

thick glasses on his nose

old fashion and hair style

Nobel Prize in his mind

he knows rules, but needs me

One thing he will tell you is

You’d never be free

Work together, right now

…on your knees


I can stay here all the day

even nights and week-ends

western blots till I die

eating crackers I can 

If I would love to dream 

Let me do my research 

You can join this new team

Work together, right now

…beyond me


I roller coaster I got

early warning I got

Many fellows, I have

and my post-docs they said

one and one and one is you

Got to be nice being

If you want to work here

Work together, right now

beyond me


Work together, yeah

Work together

Work together, Yeah

Work together

Work together, Yeah

The (Bacteria) Wall


We don't need no

microtubules


We don't need no

vesicules


No dark granules

in the mushroom


‘Searchers leave the cells alone

Hey, ‘searchers, leave them cell alone


All in all it's just bacteria has a wall

All in all we say bacteria has a wall


We don't need no

microtubules


We don't need no

vesicules


No dark granules

in the mushroom


‘Seachers leave the cells alone

Hey, ‘searchers, leave them cell alone


All in all it's just bacteria has a wall

All in all we say bacteria has a wall


“Wrong, do it again”

“Evolution, try again, you can't have any ending

How can you have any ending if you don't make it again?”


You, yes, try again to make nucleus and thing

Publication

(I can get no)


I can't get no publication,

I can't get no publication,

'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try.

I can't get no,   —   I can't get no.


When I'm workin' in my lab

and the review pops on my mailbox

and it's tellin' me more and more


about some useless information

supposed to drive my imagination.

I can't get no,  —   oh no no no.

Hey hey hey  —  that's what I say.


I can't get no publication,

I can't get no publication,

'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try.

I can't get no,   —   I can't get no.


When I'm watchin' my movies

and a man comes on to tell me

how green my Golgi can be.


But he can't be a man 'cause he doesn't do

the same great science as me.


I can't get no,  —   oh no no no.

Hey hey hey,  —  that’s what I say.

I can't get no publication,


I can't get no publication,

'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try.

I can't get no,   —   I can't get no.


When I'm ridin' round the world

and I'm showin' this and I'm sayin' that

and I'm meetin' this Editor

who tells me, Man, better come back later next year

'cause you see you're on losing streak.


I can't get no,  —   oh no no no.

Hey hey hey,   —  that’s what I say.

I can't get no,   —   I can't get no.

no publication, no publication, no publication.

no publication

Cole Ester Roll


Poor Lonesome Lipid, Feelin’ stupid

My name is Cole-Ester ROLL 

And I like to FLIP and Roll


I am a lipid, Just a little lipid

I have been stuck, Hell it sucks

Wanna’ protein, To move In


Poor Lonesome Lipid, Feelin’ stupid

My name is Cole ESTER’Roll

And I like to Fuel and Roll


Once an enzyme, Touched me

And run away

It makes me so lonely, Hell dismay

I would have felt so good 

With Inositol, so good


Poor Lonesome Lipid, Feelin’ stupid

My name is Cole-Ester ROLL

And I like to Rock and Roll


No Future, Just Anger

For lipid and Neighbours

Little frozen lipid, Embedded

Bindin’ catchin’ with statins

You’ll see you need me


Poor Lonesome Lipid, Feelin’ stupid

My name is Cole-Ester ROLL 

My name is Cole-After All 


Temple of Springer


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


There in the middle of the circle, he stands

Searching, Seeking,

With just one touch of his trembling hand

The answer will be found


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


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


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


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


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

Science Monomania


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


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


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


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


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


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



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


They stab it with their steely knives

but they just can't kill the beast


Last thing I remember,

I was running for the door

I had to find the passage back

to the lab I was before


"Relax" said the grant man;

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