Central Dogma Songtext

You follow your central dogma,

A song and a fifth of vodka

You confirm

It's short term.



Residue by residue

It propagates inside of you

Veridical and vertical

It's all you have that's personal.

A code that you have half transferred
To me, transcribing word for word.



Four years and five cities

He thought you were pretty.

Time to go,

Quid pro quo.



No roots when you wander;

Your child, your transponder.

Improvise,

Cut your ties.



A helix comes unscrewed

So you can be renewed.

Veridically and vertically,

Literally and perfectly.

Sequential code transfer

In you, in me, transcription word for word.



An altered translation

Produced by temptation.

A work of art

Split apart.



Your genes in a remix;

Reworking of limits.

An arced degree

Spans you and me.