Moms Away! - Miracles of Modern Science

I’m the seed of a gun, elevator to the sun

Are you cold?

Are you cold?

You will need a typhoon on the surface of the moon

Weren’t you told?

Weren’t you told?

Secrets between robotic schemes giving me nightmares in my sleep

What do they mean, these psychotic dreams?

Why are they killing all my sheep?

Secret machines inside the seams, draining the marrow from my bones

I think that I see they’re not unlike me, they’re just afraid of being alone!

I’m in need of your stun, or my head might come undone

Fall off whole, fall off whole

At full speed, at full speed, I am begging on my knees

For your hold, for your hold

Secrets between robotic schemes giving me nightmares in my sleep

What do they mean, these psychotic dreams?

Why are they killing all my sheep?

Secret machines inside the seams, draining the marrow from my bones

I think that I see they’re not unlike me, they’re just afraid of being alone!

(Abraham Lincoln!

Sixteenth President of these United States!

Is everlasting in the memories of his countrymen.

For on the battlefield of Gettysburg, this is what he said…

He said…)

Moms!

Moms!

Moms!

Moms!

Moooooms!

Oh oh oh!

Oh oh oh!

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!