Tenuous at best was all he had to say When pressed about the rest of it, the world that is From proto-Sanskrit Minoans to Porto-centric Lisboans Greek Cypriots and harbor sorts who hang around in ports a lot uh huh Here's where things start getting weird While chinless men will scratch their beards And to their minds a sharpened axe Is brushed upon the Uralic syntaxes Love of hate acts as an axis Love of hate acts as an axis First it wanes and then it waxes So procreate and pay your taxes Tenuousness, less seven comes to three Them, you, us plus eleven Thank the heavens for their elasticity And as for those who live and die for astronomy When coprophagia was writ Know when to stand or when to sit Can't stand to stand, can't stand to sit And who would want to know this? Click, click, click Who wants to look upon this? Who wants to look upon this pray tell? Who wants to look upon this? Who wants to look upon this pray tell, pray tell? Tenuousness, less seven comes to three Them, you, us plus eleven comes just shy of infinity And as for those who live and die from numerology