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Microverse

This song was created for Game of Bands round 229 : "Minimalism III"

Lyrics:

Microverse:

Verse

In the small microverse, that's the place where I stay
I don't work, I don't stress, I don't laze all the day
There's no worries or cares for this amoeba slime
For this minimal life is the most perfect time

Chorus

Cus' all I gotta do is divide. divide...
Cus' all I gotta do is divide. divide...

Verse

Here we are, here I am, I'm his mom, he's my son
He is me, I am him, we are us, we are one
Are we new, are we old, is the first still around?
We need not care at all 'bout the answers abound

Chorus

Cus' all I gotta do is divide. divide...
Cus' all I gotta do is divide. divide...

Bridge

Are we gonna run out of room?
Are we marching toward our doom?
No, we needn't worry.
We're in no great hurry.
Our fission will lead to our bloom! (1, 2, 4, 8)

Verse

We are too many to count, and we cover the world
Alpha and omega, replication unfurled
Will we end, will we stop, is this all that we are?
Why should we even care 'bout our place 'neath the stars?

Chorus

When all we gotta do is divide, divide?

Verse

In the small microverse, that's the place where we stay
We don't work, we don't stress, we don't laze all the day
There's no worries or cares for these amoeba slimes
For this minimal life is the most perfect time

Chorus

And all we gotta do is divide, divide
And all we gotta do is divide, divide
[Exit]

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