...And The World Isn't Flat Anymore Lyrics

I may live in the tiny world inside my tiny head,
And if I change my mind about things
I know that I will change it again.
Then I evaluate the processes of the modern world,
Hoping this evaluation thing moves quick enough to make things work.
Macromutations, is a major morphological change
produced by a single homoerotic genetic monstrosity,
the material basis of all the boys and girls
who'll change your world will mutate
and merge till they save the world.
I juggled around the variables and found them incomplete;
I looked at all the data now I know
that I'm better off just taking a guess.
We just go through the motions, mostly without a clue
trying to rub our stomachs in a circle
while we pat our head with our hands.
The world isn't flat anymore.
You're sitting on a time bomb,
you're a ticking time bomb,
you're living on a time bomb,
you're a living time bomb