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There's one thing, mama, I think you should know:It is not love That makes the flowers grow,But a complex electron transfer process Known as photosynthesis when chlorophyll Reacts with the light of day.Since you're gone,The light has gone away.There's another thing, mama,I think that you'll find:It is not loveThat makes the stars shine,But the spontaneous combustion Of superheated super condensed gases And the process known as fusion That creates new elements when the time is right.Since you're gone,The stars don't shine so bright.Oh, there's another thing, mama,I think I should confide:It is not loveThat'll turn the tide,But the net difference in the gravitational pull SongtexteBetween the Earth and the Moon as it is acted out upon the waves.Since you're gone,I feel washed away.I could have been a planetician, studied rockets for a living,Would have worked out better in the end.But to get more specific, I'd break every law of physicsTo bring you back to me againBut there's one more thing, mama,I'll tell you if I can:It is not loveThat makes a non-stick frying pan,But a top secret, trademarked, conglomerated,Most likely carcinogenic polyurethane compound Spread in a micro-thin substance over A negatively charged layer of aluminum,Copper, iron, lead, V-H-S, F-Y-I, apple pie, F-B-I, And some other elements too.Since you're gone,I wish I'd stuck to you. Aus Songtexte Mania