The problem with Schrodinger's cat
Is he is both alive and dead
Schrodinger brought him
in to see me, because he was worried
He kept him in a box you see
I said Hey schro, what's the big idea?
Why don't you open the box
And let's have a look
Well we did and he was dead
I said hey schro, no problem
So sorry bro
But your cat's dead, I said,
But give him a proper burial
But Schrodinger a crying he said
I know he is now
But wait a minute
He closed the box then opened it
And Hey presto, his cat was alive
I couldn't believe my eyes
I said Schro, what's the big idea
Are you some kind of magician
Abra cat abra or are you making some kind of joke?
You switched the box right
In a puff of smoke
He said no joke, and no switch
My cat is black
But he don't have no witch
It's quantum dynamics you
see I'm an only physicist
You mean you're only a physicist?
Just plug up the air holes
Sure as sure that cat's got no soul
But it's still gotta breath
He said no it don't
It don't matter
When I close the box
It's both alive and dead
And I can't tell which is which
Alright Schro enough about witches
This cat is straight out of hell
It must be a devil or a saint
A miracle worker
and I don't have the skills to
Put him to sleep if he'll only
wake up alive in the morning
Maybe he's a sleepwalker
and he's not dead, he's just asleep
Stunned
He just gets over-excited when we see him
And he freezes?
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