Imitosis - Live

He's keeping busy, yeah, he's bleeding stones
 With his machinations and his palindromes
 It was anything but hear the voice
 Anything but hear the voice
 It was anything but hear the voice that says that we're all basically alone
 Poor Professor Pynchon had only good intentions when he
 Put his Bunsen burners all away
 And turning to a playground in a Petri dish
 Where single cells would swing their fists at anything that looks like easy prey
 In this nature show that rages every day
 It was then he heard his intuition say
 We were all basically alone
 And despite what all his studies had shown
 That what's mistaken for closeness is just a case of mitosis
 And why do some show no mercy while others are painfully shy?
 Tell me doctor, can you quantify?
 He just wants to know the reason why
 The reason why
 Why do they congregate in groups of four,
 Scatter like a billion spores and let the wind just carry them away?
 How can kids be so mean?
 Our famous doctor tried to glean as he went home at the end of the day
 In this nature show that rages every day
 It was then he heard his intuition say
 We were all basically alone
 Despite what all his studies had shown
 That what's mistaken for closeness is just a case of mitosis
 Sure fatal doses of malcontent through osmosis
 And why do some show no mercy while others are painfully shy?
 Tell me doctor, can you quantify
 The reason why?