[Lyric] Science (Bella's Bartok)

Look the mad scientist
A god with complete control
Try to think as he does
And guess what is his downfall?
Fantasize with his dreams
And you may scream in awe
Oh nature/nurture crises

Who lives without some desire?

In your head
In your dreams
In your sweeeeet (suite)

Let a sound be a sound
A man is no soft machine
Cut the fat from his ass
And carve a garbanzo bean
We are bound to create
But must we fabricate
Oh nature/nurture crises
Who lives without some desire

In your head
In your dreams
So sweeeeet

I’m just onе simple man
Not much to understand
Will the bravе engineer make more cuts than bandages?
Are we building tall trees
Or new breeds of dandies
Oh nature, nurture, crises

Who lives without some desire?

Dreams and reality
They might be the same
To the king just ask thy name
Science! Is! King!