Текст песни Clone

There seemed to be a buzzing in the air

The barnyard creatures settled off to bed

All at once they heard the sound

Soft vibration filled the ground

Now it came as they were sleeping

Now the magic science knife

Is cutting up the molecules of gold

Now the magic scientists

Patching up the fabric of the soul

A slip of the coil

Printed them, stacked them on a shelf

And lined them up imprinted on a page

Printed there in paper news

The farm reports became untrue

Now it came as they were sleeping

Now the magic science knife

Is cutting up the molecules of gold

Now the magic scientists
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Patching up the fabric of the soul

A slip of the coil

The perfect sheep can fly a fancy plane

It's counterpart prepares a perfect meal

The luxury of DNA

Has given them their hands and brains

And appetites for wine and chocolate

Now the magic science knife

Is cutting up the molecules of gold

Now the magic scientists

Are patching up the fabric of the soul

A slip of the coil

Now the magic science knife

Is cutting up the molecules of gold

Now the magic scientists

Are patching up the fabric of the soul

A slip of the coil, slip of the coil

Slip of the coil, slip of the coil