LHC Songtext
Beneath the ground, a toroid ring

Conceals a synchrotron that can see

Unmade things.

Particles in curving paths

Will meet so violently that they will
Create mass.



LHC,

Baby,

LHC.

LHC,

Baby,

LH, HC.

LHC.


Across the sea an empty track

Is buried far beneath the lonely

Fields of grass.

Halfway built, abandoned still,

And lying silently in the place

It was killed.



Massive rings

That could

Rule out strings.

Massive rings

Tracking

Unmade things.

[Unmade things.]



Bending charged particles

Shows the way that matter is built

You superconduct and super collide.

Conduct,

Collide

And mass divides.



Ideas die and resurrect;

If you live long enough theory and practice

Intersect.

Line beams up so atoms smash;

Head-on energy collisions leave pseudo-colored trails that one can

Trace through ash.



Superconducting,

Supercollide.

Supercoducting,

conduct, collide.

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