[Verse 1] Grandpa built a tractor, captain raised a mast One caught prairie breezes, one made thunder blast Steam or spark ignition, still diesel has a heart Every piston's glory starts with certain determined fart [Pre-Chorus] Pressure begs an exit, that's the ancient microbial art Push gut against the cylinder, now you're looking smart [Chorus] Harness the fart! Harness holy breeze! Wind fill sail canvas, gas mows the trees! From schooners to rockets, til ox carts roam Mars We always were only surfing invisible waves in our cars Harness holy fart! Don't stir the roux! the mighty engine is made of catching the pressure through! The universe whispers with impeccable heart: "Motion is a neverending story... yours begins with a fart." [Verse 2] Jet turbines after-bragging, locomotives snorting coal dust Muscle flexes likewise in a metallic sort Leaves breathe out our oxygen, volcanoes play principled part (ask Pompeii) Nature's made of pressure finding ways to impart [Bridge] Kids laugh together, elders grin the same Cultures cross an ocean, still they play the game Kings and clowns agree on one comedic chart Never translation needed for a well-timed fart [Breakdown] Bellows feed the blacksmith's fire Bagpipes sing with banshee pride Every force now voice that's captured Has a pushed concept inside [Final Chorus] Harness hearty fart! Raisin' every sail! Catch what was fleeting, learn to ride every gale! Whether winded rigging or flatulent fire seeking spark We borrow wild pressure to light up the dark Harness that fart! Let laughter start! Engineering, comedy, science, and art! From the first little toot to the farthest star's bassist chart... The world's just guided momentum... Powered by fart!
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