From the recording Nostalgia
Lyrics
Mathematics is no fun
When it doesn’t have a tune to it
Physics chemistry’s no good
All bereft of any taste
So I rev up the thrill flight
Running at the speed of light
The backyard walls signed
By a thousand flaming spires
So many riddles lie engrained
In black veils of the establishment
Colossal, cerebral, colonial deceit
Hidden in this plastic cage
So I’m steaming in full flight
Running at the speed of light
Beam me to the starlight
Take me to another time