Weird Songs About Weird Science (And Other Obscure Topics)

Lyrics:  
Die beste aller möglichen Welten?
die dümmste aller möglichen Welten!

Once was easier long ago
In those ancient
Gentle days
Future peace we cannot grow
Till forever sets its ways

Tossed and turned
in the glurge
I justly blame the demi-urge (blame the demi-urge)

Coat unworn left in the past
memory wears a mask of fate
Four dimensions aren't enough
I lack a lever to shift the weight

haunt me now, ghosts all-but gone
as I will haunt those yet to come
memories fade, time is a witch
and context is, as always, a bitch

Living now and dreaming then
Past and future in my head
Time loops round and back again
the cycle of the quick and dead

DAMN!

Tossed and turned
in the glurge
I blame, always, the demi-urge (blame the demi-urge)

Without thumbs these are just paws,
but only prey know their place,
so deny the frothing jaws,
of that snake's stupid lion face

Four dimensions aren't enough
without a lever to shift the weight (blame the demiurge)
Five dimensions might be enough
with Czar Bomba to break all fate!

Tossed and turned
in the glurge
I blame, always, the demi-urge (blame the demi-urge)

(Sweet Guitar Solo)

Hubris is ancient Greek for human dignity.

Past and future in my head
the cycle of the quick and dead
memories fade, time is a witch
and context is, as always, a bitch!

only prey know their place!
I dream a lever to shift the weight!
only prey know their place!
I craft a lever to shift the weight!
only prey know their place!
I use my lever to shift that weight!

Tossed and turned
in the glurge
I fear I am my demi-urge (blame the demi-urge)

Oh!

Tossed and turned
in the glurge
I fear I am my demi-urge.
Demi-Urge.lever to shift the weight  haunt me now, ghosts all-but gone as I will haunt those yet to come memories fade, time is a witch and context is, as always, a bitch  Living now and dreaming then Past and future in my head Time loops round and back again the cycle of the quick and dead  DAMN!  Tossed and turned in the glurge I blame, always, the demi-urge (blame the demi-urge)  Without thumbs these are just paws, but only prey know their place, so deny the frothing jaws, of that snake's stupid lion face  Four dimensions aren't enough without a lever to shift the weight (blame the demiurge) Five dimensions might be enough with Czar Bomba to break all fate!  Tossed and turned in the glurge I blame, always, the demi-urge (blame the demi-urge)  (Sweet Guitar Solo)  Hubris is ancient Greek for human dignity.  Past and future in my head the cycle of the quick and dead memories fade, time is a witch and context is, as always, a bitch!  only prey know their place! I dream a lever to shift the weight! only prey know their place! I craft a lever to shift the weight! only prey know their place! I use my lever to shift that weight!  Tossed and turned in the glurge I fear I am my demi-urge (blame the demi-urge)  Oh!  Tossed and turned in the glurge I fear I am my demi-urge. Demi-Urge.

Tossed and Turned (I Blame the Demiurge)

Be "That Guy" at the party with a song that makes an incredibly niche argument for you! 

Lyrics: 

We do not say Zone Enough!

it is an eight planets and five dwarfs situation

The Continents are the tectonic plates
the sole system that recapitulates
once the data is scrapped
and new measures are tapped
if the results get changed
then your method is flat
Sev-er-al new small continents
and sunken ones more than a few
Yeah, Aotearoa's a contine-e-ent
and the carribean is too!

Fish don't exist.

"Wait." I hear you ask in a vague, sad fumbling at peer review. "What about Europe?"
Henceforth, such arbitrary regions will be known as zones. 

We do not say zone enough.

The Continents are the tectonic plates
the sole system that recapitulates
once the data is scrapped
and new measures are tapped
if the results get changed
then your method is flat

Zone.

I want you to imagine the economic boon. New editions of Trivial Persuit. A revitalized game show industry. Whole new fields of unexplored pedantry-based party smalltalk. Tourism. 

Imagine, how much better it would be, after a long, tiring oceanic flight, if the attendant cames over the speaker and said:

You're now entering the European Zone

Feels like the future, right?

North and South America
plus the Carribean makes three.
Panama, the Eurasian, 
Somali, Philippine Sea
and the Agean's scattered bits
Juan Fernandez, small and wet
both words Easter also fits
Indian, Arabian
Antarctic, Easter, Scotia
the Indo-Australian
African, Juan de fuca
so don't forget the cocos
Those are the plates before ya
and while the pacific's there
we might call it Aotearoa

You're in the Zone!
You're in the Zone!
You're in the Zone!
The Zone.

Sev-er-al new small continents
and sunken ones more than a fair few
Yeah, Aotearoa's a contine-e-ent
and the carribean is too!
Oh yeah yeah it's true!
It's an eight planets and five dwarfs situation,

You're now entering the European Zone
You're now entering the European 
You're now entering 
You're now
You're now
The Zone
Feels Good
Feels Right
Say it
Zone

There's no such thing as a fish.

Zone Defense - A Song About Continents

Bethesda Epoch - Glitch It Mix

The tale of Mining Team X4-9B, told in the traditional style of a miner's shanty.

Space Miner's Ballad (Extended Version)

Lyrics: (adapted from Augustus De Morgan's "Siphonaptera" (1872) and Jonathan Swift's "On Poetry: A Rapsody" (1733)

Great fleas have little fleas upon their backs to bite 'em,
And little fleas have lesser fleas, and so ad in-fin-aye-tum.
And the great fleas themselves, in turn, have greater fleas to go on;
While these again have greater still, and greater still, and so on.
[chorus]
The Vermin only teaze and pinch
Their Foes superior by an Inch.
Thus ev'ry Poet in his Kind
Is bit by him which comes behind 

[verse]
Great fleas have little fleas upon their backs to bite 'em,
And little fleas have lesser fleas, and so ad in-fin-aye-tum.
And the great fleas themselves, in turn, have greater fleas to go on;
While these again have greater still, and greater still, and so on.

Tossed and Turned (I Blame the Demiurge)

Trent & the DeepDreamNights Robot Band