There seems to be no test to take
It seems there is no passing mark
It seems that light's the only thing
To show we are not in the dark
I'd like to put it in a box
I'd like to take it home with me
Put it on a scale with rocks
Measure it with accuracy
I'd like to put it in my pants
And take it to the bank with me
I'd like to trade it for an ounce
Measure it with accuracy
I'd like to put it on a leash
I'd like to take it to the zoo
Ask a handler or a child at least
Where it belongs, what I should do
I'd like to put it in a yoke
Take it to the farm with me
Pass myself off as good folk
Pat its ass and set it free
There seems to be no test to take
It seems there is no passing mark
It seems that light's the only thing
To show we are not in the dark
I'd like to mix it in a batter
Make good friends with the maitre'd
Cook it up and make it matter
Satisfy intestinally
I'd like to take it on a boat
Cut it up, put it on hooks
Catch me something that can float
Read about it in history books
I'd like to write it in the records
Of orphans with no line intact
I'd lie to wipe the table speckless
Give them mom and daddy back
There seems to be no test to take
It seems there is no passing mark
It seems that light's the only thing
To show we are not in the dark
What I'd like and what I can
And what I do are different things
I'd like to take all three strands
And weave them into perfect string