LYRICS
SYNTHETIC LIFE
Manufacture cellular processes,
Stem cell harvest, biotechnology.
I think we should cut all of our losses.
We’ll just build a better humanity
Using molecular engineering.
Why else would we have ingenuity?
Advertise your product, it’s marketing.
I’ll bet you had stock in biology?
Would you mind composing a eulogy?
For all those bygone things we use to be.
Hand the conductor his surgical knife,
As we orchestrate this synthetic life.
When I see you pass my hospital bed,
A brief encounter, just like déjà vu.
Aliens among us, the walking dead.
Factory viruses made in a tube.
SETI didn’t work, so we grew our own.
Leftover tissue helped build this body new.
Like Frankenstein, on a slab in the morgue,
Scraps of me make designer parts for you.
Would you mind composing a eulogy?
At first for you, and then if time for me.
Hand the conductor his surgical knife,
As we orchestrate this synthetic life.
Get to know each other, peel the layers.
We exfoliate our identity.
Trade our souls when we use to trade favors.
We explain away our indignity.
Sell all the rights to your genetic code;
Publicly traded personality.
Sequencer, programmer, primary node.
Through the death of you, immortality.
Would you mind composing a eulogy?
For all those bygone things we use to dream.
Hand the conductor his surgical knife,
As we orchestrate this synthetic life.
Professional athletes want steroid cream,
Why not change the molecular structure?
Hollywood starlets… plastic surgery.
Revise your genetic infrastructure.
Program your children, no conditioning;
Choose sex, eye color, physique, and brain size.
Order the package that comes with the gene,
How does the perfect child look in your lies?
Would you mind composing a eulogy?
For those children who’ll never get to be.
Hand the conductor his surgical knife,
As we orchestrate this synthetic life.
Stem cell harvest, biotechnology.
I think we should cut all of our losses.
We’ll just build a better humanity
Using molecular engineering.
Why else would we have ingenuity?
Advertise your product, it’s marketing.
I’ll bet you had stock in biology?
Would you mind composing a eulogy?
For all those bygone things we use to be.
Hand the conductor his surgical knife,
As we orchestrate this synthetic life.
When I see you pass my hospital bed,
A brief encounter, just like déjà vu.
Aliens among us, the walking dead.
Factory viruses made in a tube.
SETI didn’t work, so we grew our own.
Leftover tissue helped build this body new.
Like Frankenstein, on a slab in the morgue,
Scraps of me make designer parts for you.
Would you mind composing a eulogy?
At first for you, and then if time for me.
Hand the conductor his surgical knife,
As we orchestrate this synthetic life.
Get to know each other, peel the layers.
We exfoliate our identity.
Trade our souls when we use to trade favors.
We explain away our indignity.
Sell all the rights to your genetic code;
Publicly traded personality.
Sequencer, programmer, primary node.
Through the death of you, immortality.
Would you mind composing a eulogy?
For all those bygone things we use to dream.
Hand the conductor his surgical knife,
As we orchestrate this synthetic life.
Professional athletes want steroid cream,
Why not change the molecular structure?
Hollywood starlets… plastic surgery.
Revise your genetic infrastructure.
Program your children, no conditioning;
Choose sex, eye color, physique, and brain size.
Order the package that comes with the gene,
How does the perfect child look in your lies?
Would you mind composing a eulogy?
For those children who’ll never get to be.
Hand the conductor his surgical knife,
As we orchestrate this synthetic life.