well the professor sadly scratched himself finished the rest of his cold coffee felt someone walking over his grave he said i ve got to get out of this draughty old place or maybe somewhere a black hole met another waltzed together and span away from each other clasped hands for a moment in the empty gymnasium their shoes scrape tapping in time to a song older than em he said god what have i done and was it all predetermined all meant to be if you give me more time i swear i ll believe give up all of that quantum shit spend all my days spreading the good word singing your praise ah ha yes sir that s right glory hallelujah glory hallelujah well the wind made little hurricanes with the debris in the car park of the driving range as we have another sip another toke counsellor says we re on a slippery slope last night i dreamed we were running for our lives from robots in the jungle helicopters in the sky but the ground opened up and i couldn t save her couldn t save her couldn t save her again oh no no sir not this time glory hallelujah glory hallelujah glory hallelujah oh god what have you done and was it all predetermined all meant to be if you give us her back i still won t believe but i might give up drinkin so much we ll just have to wait and see glory hallelujah glory hallelujah