
A Better Friend/No Regrets(Remastered)
SMITH A better friend, a better friend What makes one I wonder how? What holds one to the end? What creates one I ponder now. His secrecy like that of alchemists of old It takes a Holmes, a data sleuth They never shared they never told For fear of others pursuing their truth But I wouldn’t I swear I wouldn’t Yes I wanted to replicate but to steal How sad that he couldn’t Bring himself to friendship feel A better friend, a better friend What makes one I wonder how? What holds one to the end? What creates one I wonder now. Perhaps I haven’t a friendship within me Posterities thoughts on me all looming? Unbiased would I counsel be free With data that I would be consuming A better friend, a better friend What makes one I wonder how? What holds one to the end? What creates one I wonder now.Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Sohmz tried to touch the sun And fell, out of breath A personal requiem A scientific death [Soames, a soulful low bass voice] There comes a time when retrospection Unto one and all is due And here I find myself in introspection My foibles and strengths up for review I have no regrets, none at all You can look and see They’re few and infinitesimal If any there should be [Soames plus gospel choir] No, no regrets, no regrets I say no regrets have I [Soames] Calorimetry did not measure what was hotter They say tritium traces were not seen We failed at measuring excess heat by boiling water They say that we were much too keen Perhaps about the announcement Some small regrets have I No big undue pronouncement It would have been better to be shy Only some friends still remain We keep in slight touch Cold fusion talk is not a refrain Our discussion is not much [Soames plus choir] No regrets, yes a few A few regrets have I [Soames] My lab is dismantled Equipment sold for a song A group impaneled To see what went right or wrong I’m gone now, a figment of imagination No students, no country, no lab No longer free for machination All I wanted was to see the divine Touch the sky, fly to the sun I reached hands out of time But could not reach the one So full of regrets am I I am so full of regrets [FULL SATB GOSPEL CHOIR] Sohmz tried to touch the sun And fell, out of breath A personal requiem A scientific death

