Sound of Science

Just a spin on Simon and Garfunkle ...

 

Here comes the darkness once again

They love to wallow in that sin

Because they vision of a fascist power

That keeps its boot on us from hour to hour

And the bullets that they'll pistol in our brains

Still remain, within the sound of science

 

I have a dream to walk alone

But if I do they'll break my bones

And if you're caught outside with a mask

They'll send rough men with guns to stomp your ass

Then they'll stab out your eyes and remove your wayward tongue

Their night is young, and they have fascist science