[Verse 1: Crunchy power chords kick in with palm-muted riffs, Rivers Cuomo-style geeky vocals over a mid-tempo pop-punk groove, building nerdy energy like in "Say It Ain't So"] Cruisin' through spacetime, it’s a cosmic ride, Einstein’s got the map, yeah, he’s our guide. Gravity’s not just pullin’ apples to the ground, It’s bendin’ space and time, it’s all profound! Mass curves the fabric, like a bowling ball, On a trampoline, makin’ planets fall. Light’s gettin’ wavy, it’s a trippy scene, General relativity, it’s the physicist’s dream! [Pre-Chorus: Layered harmonies swell with clean guitar arpeggios, adding that ironic Weezer tension, ramping up like the build in "Island in the Sun"] It’s not just Newton’s world, we’re breakin’ free, E=mc², that’s the key! Spacetime’s dancin’ to a punk rock beat, Einstein’s droppin’ theories, turn up the heat! [Chorus: Explosive full-band entry with distorted guitars, catchy hook sung in multi-tracked vocals, pure Blue Album power pop vibe like "Buddy Holly" choruses] General relativity, it’s blowin’ my mind, Space and time are twisted, leavin’ Newton behind! Gravity’s a curveball, it’s a cosmic prank, Sing it loud, punk rockers, give Einstein a thank! [Verse 2: Return to verses' chugging rhythm guitars, subtle bass lines driving the nerd-core narrative, evoking the quirky storytelling of "Undone - The Sweater Song"] Black holes are chillin’, where time slows down, Event horizon’s like the edge of town. You cross that line, you’re never comin’ back, Spaghettified, yo, that’s a freaky fact! Mercury’s orbit? It don’t play by rules, Precessin’ like it’s drunk, breakin’ Newton’s tools. Einstein said, “Yo, I got this, it’s fine,” Spacetime’s warped, it’s relativity time! [Pre-Chorus: Harmonized "oohs" and "aahs" layer in, with a slight tempo push and shimmering guitar effects, mirroring the emotional lift in "Pork and Beans"] It’s not just fallin’ apples, it’s a bigger scheme, Curvin’ up the cosmos like a fever dream. Einstein’s got the riffs, he’s shreddin’ the air, Pop punk gravity, we’re goin’ nowhere! [Chorus: Big, anthemic repeat with added gang vocals and handclaps, cranking the Weezer catchiness to max like the stadium-ready hooks in "Beverly Hills"] General relativity, it’s blowin’ my mind, Space and time are twisted, leavin’ Newton behind! Gravity’s a curveball, it’s a cosmic prank, Sing it loud, punk rockers, give Einstein a thank! [Bridge: Slow it down with acoustic strums transitioning to electric swells, spoken-word geek humor over feedback, channeling the introspective weirdness of "Across the Sea"] Yo, time dilation, it’s a wild effect, Fly near a black hole, your clock’s a wreck! Your twin’s gettin’ older while you’re stayin’ young, Einstein’s laughin’ like, “This theory’s so fun!” Why’d the photon go to therapy? It’s stressed! Got bent by gravity, now it’s feelin’ depressed! But Einstein’s like, “Chill, it’s just spacetime’s flow,” Now let’s crank the amps, and steal the show! [Chorus: Final epic blast with doubled guitars, soaring solos, and fade-in crowd noise effects, wrapping in true Weezer triumphant style like "Hash Pipe" finales] General relativity, it’s blowin’ my mind, Space and time are twisted, leavin’ Newton behind! Gravity’s a curveball, it’s a cosmic prank, Sing it loud, punk rockers, give Einstein a thank! [Outro: Wind down with echoing riffs and fading harmonies, a nod to Einstein's hair with playful synth blips, ending on a crunchy chord like the close of "My Name Is Jonas"] So raise your guitars for the man with the hair, Einstein’s relativity, it’s beyond compare. From black holes to starlight, it’s a punk rock scene, General relativity, forever our queen!
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