I'm a bubble in a sound wave

A sonic push for energy

Exploding like the sun

A flash of clean light hope

All you scientists can hold your breath

Can I decide to show myself, oh oh



Oh oh oh...

(Take me to the source of chaos let me be the butterfly

oh my, imperfect symmetry has underlying poetry in rhyme)



If you think like Thomas Edison

Could you invent a world for me

Now all that's on the surface

Are bloody arms and oil fields

Could I turn this place all upside down

And shake you and your fossils out, oh oh



Oh oh oh...

(You can't predict everything with Newton like certainty, why

Oh my, coz it floats around all we see with oscillating energy on high)



And you soothe yourself with the sounds you know

You tune out out out the hypnotic drone

Perfect hexagon of the honeycomb

And you soothe your soul with the shapes you know



Should I come outside and run your cars

Should I run your rockets to the stars

Could you invent a world for me

I need to hear a symphony

If I'm to run the future

You've got to let the old world go, oh oh



Oh oh oh...

(Take me to the source of chaos let me be the butterfly

oh my, imperfect symmetry has underlying poetry in rhyme)



And you soothe yourself with the sounds you know

You tune out out out the hypnotic drone

Perfect hexagon of the honeycomb

And you soothe your soul with the shapes you know



Your word for me is fusion

But is real change an illusion

Could I turn this place all upside down

And shake you and your fossils out



If I'm to run the future

You've got to let the old world go

Could you invent a world for me

I need to hear a symphony, oh oh



Oh oh oh