Science!
Which Historical Lunatic Are You?
From the fecund loins of Rum and Monkey.
No! No! No!
Tesla girls, Tesla girls,
Testing out theories.
Electric chairs and dynamos,
Dressed to kill, they’re killing me.
But heaven knows their recipe.
No! No! No!
You wouldn’t believe me if I said
The things I’ve seen went over my head.
I’ve been patient, heaven knows.
I’ve learnt the rules, and how it goes.
I can’t sit still or settle down.
And when I walk, I don’t touch the ground.
See those girls? They’re heaven blessed.
I guess it’s so they know best.
Tesla girls, Tesla girls
Writing in their diaries.
Now and then they’ll watch TV.
Now and then they’ll speak to me.
But heaven knows their recipe.
No! No! No!
You wouldn’t believe them if they said
The things they’ve seen went over their heads.
They’ve been patient, heaven knows.
They seem to care, and so it goes.
They can’t sit still or settle down.
And when they walk they don’t touch the ground.
See those girls. They’re heaven blessed.
I guess it’s so they know best.
Tesla girls, Tesla girls,
Testing out theories.
Electric chairs and dynamos.
Dressed to kill, they’re killing me.
Tesla girls, Tesla girls,
I’m in love with Tesla girls.
Now and then, they’ll watch TV.
Now and then, they’ll speak to me.
But heaven knows their recipe.
No! No! No!
- Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark, "Tesla Girls"