Amoeba, amoeba Amoeba, amoeba Amoeba, amoeba Amoeba, amoeba We are scientists in our lab Looking through the microscope The little glass slides, they never lie How can this small mind cope? I've never seen anything like it before This amoeba's got a mind of its own But don't turn your back, you stupid science world This is reaching for the telephone Amoeba, amoeba Amoeba, amoeba Amoeba, amoeba Amoeba, amoeba A one celled creature, a one celled thing It hardly knows it's alive You're better off dead if you only knew Your growing life is taking a dive I've never seen anything like it before This amoeba's got a mind of its own But don't turn away, you stupid science world This is reaching for the telephone Amoeba, amoeba Amoeba, amoeba Amoeba, amoeba Amoeba, amoeba Amoeba, amoeba Amoeba, amoeba Amoeba, amoeba Amoeba, amoeba