(I think back to the moment of My conception and hear the tired choked tadpole cries of the millions who just didn't make it, shot like sputniks into the Me-age only to twitch and congeal in the heat of opportunity. In this life, I know, there is no room for runners up. There is only first place and I am it.)

He's a little boy so lovely to watch and he's got great respect
You boys don't know what pain is, just flip flop mate
enter the sentimental chamber shifting magnetic core
Cranium flipping over taking me back to year one
Taking me back to year one
Oh so innocent in apearance the wonders of the space age
It's so hard to forget sexual experience, sexual chain reactions
Taking me back to year one