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DmDrip, drip, drop, bit by bit
It's the Ddulcet sound of the glacial melt
FAccompanied by the Beluga
Singing about the hand they've been dealt
DmThe EmperorD and the Arctic FFox listen intently
A"I'm beginning to get Cglimpses of what is called real Alife"
He says, meaning Cmisfortune
A"I'm beginning to get Cglimpses of what is called real life"
Dm"LoDst in myFopia
(Yes, they're) DmLosDt in myoFpia"
Dm7Surrounded by ostriches with Amouths full of sand
FTheir teeth grind the grains, but their faces don't contort
Dm7Perplexed, I am unable to Abreathe in their skin
FWe are all vertebrates, but where is their backbone now?
A"I'm beginning to get Cglimpses of what is called real Alife"
He says, meaning Cmisfortune
A"I'm beginning to get Cglimpses of what is called real Alife"
He says, meaning Cmisfortune
Post-Chorus
DmAs the Emperor Dwatches his numbers plummet
FThey hear him Dscream
"They're living in Gmdenial (Of science, Cmscience, Dscience)
They're happy to Gmdefile (Silence, Cmsilence, Dsilence)
Yeah, they're living in Gmdenial (Of science, Cmscience, Dscience)
They're happy to Gmdefile (Silence, Cmsilence, Dsilence)"
A"I'm beginning to get Cglimpses of what is called real Alife"
He says, meaning Cmisfortune
Dm7Deprived is the polar bear, Agrasping at straws
FTo safeguard dividends they depend on disbelief
Dm7Perplexed, I am unable to Abreathe in their skin
FWe are all vertebrates, but where is their backbone now?
A"I'm beginning to get Cglimpses of what is called real Alife"
He says, meaning Cmisfortune
A"I'm beginning to get Cglimpses of what is called real Alife"
He says, meaning Cmisfortune
Post-Chorus
DmAs the Emperor Dwatches his numbers plummet
FThey hear him Dscream
"They're living in Gmdenial (Of science, Cmscience, Dscience)
They're happy to Gmdefile (Silence, Cmsilence, Dsilence)
Yeah, they're living in Gmdenial (Of science, Cmscience, Dscience)
They're happy to Gmdefile (Silence, Cmsilence, Dsilence)"
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