First time I had read the Bible
It had stroke me as unwitty
I think it may started rumor
That the Lord ain't got no humor
Put me inside SSC
Let's test superstring theory
Oh yoi yoi accelerate the protons
stir it twice and then just add me, 'cause
I don't read the Bible
I don't trust disciple
Even if they're made of marble
Or Canal Street bling
From the maelstrom of the knowledge
Into the labyrinth of doubt
Frozed underground ocean
melting, nuking on my mind
Yes give me Everything Theory
Without Nazi uniformity
My brothers are protons
My sisters are neurons
Stir it twice, it's instant family!
I don't read the Bible
I don't trust disciple
Even if they're made of marble
Or Canal Street bling
My brothers are protons
My sisters are neurons
Stir it twice dlja prekrastnih dam
Do you have sex maniacs
Or schizophrenics
Or astrophysicists in your family
Was my grandma anti anti
Was my grandpa bounty bounty
Hek-o-hek-o-hej-o
They ask me in embassy!
'Cause I don't read the Bible
I don't trust disciple
Even if they're made of marble
Or Canal Street bling
And my grandma she was anti!
And my grandpa he was bounty!
And stir it twice
And then just add me!
Party party party party party party
now afterparty
It had stroke me as unwitty
I think it may started rumor
That the Lord ain't got no humor
Put me inside SSC
Let's test superstring theory
Oh yoi yoi accelerate the protons
stir it twice and then just add me, 'cause
I don't read the Bible
I don't trust disciple
Even if they're made of marble
Or Canal Street bling
From the maelstrom of the knowledge
Into the labyrinth of doubt
Frozed underground ocean
melting, nuking on my mind
Yes give me Everything Theory
Without Nazi uniformity
My brothers are protons
My sisters are neurons
Stir it twice, it's instant family!
I don't read the Bible
I don't trust disciple
Even if they're made of marble
Or Canal Street bling
My brothers are protons
My sisters are neurons
Stir it twice dlja prekrastnih dam
Do you have sex maniacs
Or schizophrenics
Or astrophysicists in your family
Was my grandma anti anti
Was my grandpa bounty bounty
Hek-o-hek-o-hej-o
They ask me in embassy!
'Cause I don't read the Bible
I don't trust disciple
Even if they're made of marble
Or Canal Street bling
And my grandma she was anti!
And my grandpa he was bounty!
And stir it twice
And then just add me!
Party party party party party party
now afterparty
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Supertheory of Supereverything Lyrics as written by Eugene Hutz Eliot Ferguson
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Choas theory supersedes string theory but both are far superior to the ridiculous science in the bible. Science has all but been wiped out by discredit over and over again by different religious/political quests- in the form here as an "embassy" that tries to deny you access, therefore, gaining power. Like the scientific method that has to discount every option before reaching a conclusion. Facts take years of concentrated effort to prove or you can just lie, like spies do.
Party Party Party- Afterparty is my favorite part because it unites these two themes of politics and religion. It's like replying "yes, please" to the question of "Sex?".
"Are you politically active?" "Yes. I vote Afterparty!"
If we collectively decide to stop giving our time and energy to power-hungry politicians and god-worship, what are we left to awe at but ourselves- We're amazing! They'll still exist, but I don't care. I'm in too busy awe-ing myself.