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The Lonesome Friends of Science


C The lonesome friends of science say, F "The world will end most any day." C Well, if it doesn't, that's okay, G 'Cause I don't live here anyway. C I live down deep inside my head; F Well, long ago, I made my bed. C I get my mail in Tennessee, G My wife, my dog and my family, C Uh-huh.

Poor ol' planet Pluto now,
He never stood a chance, no how.
When he got uninvited to
The interplanetary dance.
Once a mighty planet there,
Now just an ordinary star,
Hanging out in Hollywood
In some ol' funky sushi bar.

The lonesome friends of science say,
"The world will end most any day."
Well, if it doesn't, that's okay,
'Cause I don't live here anyway.
I live down deep inside my head;
Well, long ago, I made my bed.
I get my mail in Tennessee,
My wife, my dog, my kids, and me.
Uh-huh.

The Vulcan lives in Birmingham,
Sometimes he just don't give a damn.
His head is full of bumblebees;
His pride hangs down below his knees.
Venus left him long ago
For a guy named Mars from Idaho.
The Vulcan sent a wedding gift:
Three-legged stool and a wheelchair lift,
Uh-huh.

The lonesome friends of science say,
"This world will end most any day."
Well, if it doesn't, that's okay,
'Cause I don't live here anyway.
I live down deep inside my head;
Well, long ago, I made my bed.
I get my mail in Tennessee,
My wife, my dog, my kids, and me.

      C    Am
Uh-huh, uh-huh.
      C    Am
Uh-huh, uh-huh.
      C
Uh-huh.

Those bastards in their white lab coats
Who experiment with mountain goats
Should leave the Universe alone -
It's not their business, not their home.
I go to sleep and it never rains,
My dog predicts a hurricane.
She just smells a storm a mile away,
That's all the news we have today,
Uh-huh.

The lonesome friends of science say,
"This world will end most any day."
Well, if it doesn't, that's okay,
'Cause I don't live here anyway.
I live down deep inside my head;
Well, long ago, I made my bed.
I get my mail in Tennessee,
My wife, my dog, my kids, and me.
Uh-huh, uh-huh.
Uh-huh, uh-huh.
Uh-huh.

(Words and music by John Prine, 2017)


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