Möngöl Hörde - Hey Judas lyrics

John Archibald Wheeler once said
That time is just nature's way of stopping
Everything from happening
At once, as if the universe had a
Limited amount of bandwidth, or low RAM
Like an early 80's games console
Certainly without time things would
Make a lot less sense than they already do
And there's a whole host of reasons
Why time travel wouldn't work

If butterflies flap their wings
To make hurricanes
Then crash landing a Delorean
In the Cretaceous is
Gonna derail every little step of the pathway
From the garage where you built the
Thing in the first place
Back around to your parents fucking before an
Open fire on their second date

But we're scientists right? Open like new
Flowers to enquiry, the universe
New ideas and new paradigms
And it might just be that
Our under-evolved ape brains
Can't yet conceive the permutations
And contortions of
Logic that could lead from
How we understand the
World now to how it could be
That the wormholes and shortcuts that
Might throw Einstein for a loop but make the
Whole thing somehow, impossibly
Inconceivably possible
So, here's the deal you have a time machine
The question is what are you
Gonna do with it?

I'd say it's obvious, you have to make plans
Arm yourself with a paper and pen
Hum your way through every Top 40 hit
Since the hit parade started and make a list

Learn all the words, remember the tunes
Make sure you have it all written down
Set the dial to where you're heading to
The year before Elvis: 1952

Now, welcome to your alternative life
You are the king of rock and roll
Insurmountably high
You have the songs, you are the king of radio
You preempt every fashion like you knew
Exactly which way to go

It just seems to be effortless
The way you write them in ten minutes or less
And bitter nobodies can't explain how
You took their inner secrets and
Spewed them out your mouth
Before they could write them down

But wait a minute, seriously, wait a minute
This has happened before
I swear this has happened before
There were those two weird
Kids from Liverpool
They came out of nowhere
Wait a minute, John and Paul something

Paul McCartney and John Lennon
Came back from a different future
Armed with notebooks filled up with songs
Stolen from kids who now stay at home

Paul McCartney and John Lennon
Came back from a different future
Armed with notebooks filled up with songs
Stolen from kids who now stay at home

Mark Chapman was sent back in time
To assassinate John Lennon
Paul is left but the questions is
Who will be the T-1000?

Mark Chapman was sent back in time
To assassinate John Lennon
Paul is left but the questions is
Who will be the T-1000?

Keith Richards keith Richards
Keith Richards think about it
He can't be killed he will not die
Keith Richards keith Richards is a T-1000
Keith Richards keith Richards
Keith Richards think about it
He can't be killed he will not die
Keith Richards is a T-1000
Keith Richards is a T-1000

Watch your back, Paul seriously, man
Watch your back