DESCRIPTION:
To be honest, I'm quite surprised this track wasn't already up.

Lyrics:

Orville and Wilbur
cold cut the anchors from their ankle,
carving propellers from whale fins
in the back of a bicycle shop...
and thus begins the tale
of the thumb trigger cloud kill.

At last the Wright's reinvented the horse with wings,
another advancement only fit for a mannequin.

Early time machines
will have tended to leave you
screaming on a dinosaur's dish.

In da Vinci's Bike Accident,
an outer-space whodunnit
monkeys play Magellan
as the next ex-Edison,
standing up in the crowd with a unicycle.

Physics of a unicycle...
twice the remarkable.

Hum diddle diddle diddle hum diddle la
someone's putting atoms in the flag for war,
and up in the sky where the war planes fly,
dead in the clouds hear the Gods' cold lie.

Hum diddle diddle diddle hum diddle la
someone's putting atoms in the flag car drive,
and up in the sky where the delta planes fly,
dead in the clouds hear the Gods' cold lie.