Cellular Consciousness Movement

Ch: Away, away with primal pain Primal pain, primal pain Away, away with primal pain We’re the Cellular Consciousness Movement The egg that I came from had a mind of its own And in its beliefs all my problems were sown I wake up in sweats in the middle of the night For as it left the ov’ry my egg got a fright The sperm that I came from was tired and beat I think that’s the reason I get such sore feet Whenever I’m able I like to sit still And the thought of a journey just makes me feel ill I rush and I hurry through all of my life I’m always enveloped in turmoil and strife The reason’s as plain as the nose on my face My sperm was afraid that it wouldn't run a place My sperm picked my egg up one night in a club They’d too much to drink and not enough grub Their union was fumbled because they were boozed Is it any wonder that I get confused When my sperm met my egg both their races were run And then they united and formed into one I wish that they’d done it with a little more love My life I am sure would need less push and shove My sperm he came home in a temper one night And he and my egg had a terrible fight My legs are all twisted and covered in spots For my sperm got so angry his tail tied in knots