Imitosis

He's keeping busy, yeah he's bleeding stones
With his machinations and his palandromes
It was anything but hear the voice
It was 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 turned into a playground
To a petri dish, with single cells
Which swing thier fists at anything that looks like easy prey.
And it's nature's show that rages every day
It was then he heard his intuition say
We were all basically alone
Despite what all the studies had shown
What was mistaken for closeness
Was just a case of mitosis
Why do some show no mercy while others are painfully shy
Tell me, doctor can you quantify?
'Cause he just wants to know the reason, 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
And it's nature's show that rages every day
It was then he heard his intuition say
We were all basically alone
Despite what all the studies had shown
What was mistaken for closeness
Was just a case of mitosis
Two fatal doses
Of malcontent through osmosis
Why do some show no mercy while others are painfully shy
Tell me, doctor can you quantify the reason why