Science Fiction

Here it is - the march of progress again
Trying to prove enough is not enough my love
Well, if you think, if you think that's all, guess again
You can call it anything but bluff my love

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They call it science. I call it fiction
When everybody says my love is an affliction
I just wanted to hold your hand
But I'm beginning to understand science fiction

Now they've got, now they've got, a vanishing act
Crying "Now you see it, now you don't!" my love
But they went, they went and classified just one fact
And that's who will stay here and who won't, my love

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