I'm making a note here Huge success It's hard to overstate my Satisfaction Apature science We do what we must... Because... We can For the good of all of us Except the ones who are dead But there's no sense crying over every mistake You just keep on trying till you run out of cake And the science gets done And you make neat gun For the people who are Still alive I'm not even angry Though you cut me pieces And threw every piece Into A fire