You've got to quit your little charade And join the freak parade Now that your road has been paved From conception to your grave There are enormous things to do Others' practices to eschew To be better than you is impossible to do But the world won't stop without you! Your achievements are unsurpa**ed You are highly-ordered ma** But you can bet your a** Your free energy will dissipate Two billion years thus far Now mister here you are An element in a sea of enthalpic organic compounds You're only as elegant as your actions let you be A piece of chaos related phylogenetically To every living organ system they're siblings don't you see The earth rotates and will revolve without you constantly