deb (downunderdeb) wrote,

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An Ode to The Einstein Factor

With massive apologies to John Denver.

All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
I'm standing here outside my door
I hate to think how badly I’ll perform

But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn
The taxi's waiting, he's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so fearful I could mourn.

So hug me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll cheer for me
Hope that I don’t get a really bad score.
I'm leavin' on a jet plane
I’m heading for the Einstein Factor game
Oh, friends, I’m really scared to go.

There's so many times I've forgotten the facts

So many times I've panicked all day
I tell you now, they don't mean a thing
Every place I go, I think of Buffy
Every song I sing, I sing for Spuffy
When I get there, I won’t remember a thing.


Now the time has come to say goodbye
One more chance to pull out of this
Close your eyes, think of me in pain.
Dream about the days to come
When this is a memory past
About the times, I won't have to say,



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