Lyrics:
the rind So much meat, so little time I'm coming to get mine The potential to fill My sixtieth stomach No soul left untouched By my octillion tongues
There may be a Billion quadrillion Billion quintillion Billion sextillion Stars - or even a Billion septillion Billion octillion Billion nonillion Stars -
bout wi nah guh far But mi still a press gas all when mi nah nuh car Million and trillion quadrillion sextillion octillion decillion deh pan wi mind Affi
And it goes All of this life around me Sings existence into beauty I'm not over sentimental Just a quiet observer Seven Octillion atoms in your shoes I
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