I'm afraid you will soon encounter A seemingly attractable issue In the practice of cultured taxonomy And the boundary's impossible action Just so you know Where you stand Serious screaming, and he's self-referential Body knows it'll finally break him all down And I know the possibility as much as I'm scared of it to say The whole foundation is flawed And leading to mistakes Of a calloused, inscrutable nature Forget the prize Cause you haven't seen You haven't seen the prize Sit down I will tell you how To live through this one It's very simple, really With great precision And a rapidly dissipating sense of anticipation Slow Listen to what I'm saying Repeat it If you had destroyed it It would no longer be An animal If you had approached nearer to it It would have further receded From you indefinitely If you hadn't faked it It would have Disappeared