Schrodinger`s Cat

Last train to Norwich... Summer days that blind your face will soon be dead and gone Better get it on! Tuned to a day the babe against the world You took the best seat rather risk it when the chips were down Better make it long. Schrodinger`s cat is dead to the world. You say your cat sees in the dark. You criticize the play and isolate the box. I always knew you were a scientist at heart. Just as the breeze with speed and build, you sat upon the fence, Clucking like a chicken making perfect sense. Pass that gun, hand me that knife, Man`s little monster has been brought back to life. You say your cat sees in the dark. You criticize the flow and isolate the box. I always knew you were a scientist at heart. I always knew you were. Last train to Norwich... Schrodinger`s cat is dead to the world. Last train to Norwich