Many, many moons ago It’s said that Aristotle found That we’re the centre of everything While the sun goes round and round But Newton was ready There was room for debate ‘Now, let’s keep it steady Cos we’re all in a state The physicists plight No beginning, no end Was enough to drive light Right around the bend Yes, while the scientists plod To win another prize Einstein and god Roll a few more dice As they’re taking time, out in paradise Now, the scientists abound In pursuit of their goal They’re hawking around For another black hole They set out to explore In the cosmic splatter If there’s something more; They call it dark matter Penrose aligned He was moving apace He could spare the time If they found the space Yes, while the scientists plod To win another prize Einstein and god Roll a few more dice As they’re taking time, out in paradise And then there was Hubble In no mood to quit ‘We’re heading for trouble Cos the science don’t fit’ The hitchhiker’s guide Gave a very big clue The answer, it cried Is number forty two! But the brains from Korea Can tell from the humming That we’re getting near And crunch time is coming Yes, while the scientists plod To win another prize Einstein and god Roll a few more dice As they’re taking time, out In paradise This clear endeavour Is more than a hunch Will we expand forever Or come to the crunch? The eternal task Is the need to explore And the question to ask? Have we been here before? Yes, Einstein and god Roll a few more dice As they’re taking time, out In paradise
