This was a tri-umph
I'm making a note here: huge suc-cess
It's hard to over-state my satis-faction
Aperture Sci-ence
We do what we must be-cause we can
For the good of all of us, ex-cept the ones who are dead
But there's no sense crying over every mis-take
You just keep on trying till you run out of cake
And the science gets done and you make a neat gun
For the people who are still a-live
I'm not even angry
I'm being so sin-cere right now
Even though you broke my heart and killed me
And tore me to pie-ces
And threw every piece in-to a fire
As they burned it hurt because I was so happy for you
Now these points of data make a beautiful line
And we're out of beta, we're re-leasing on time
So I'm glad I got burned, think of all the things we learned
For the people who are still a-live
I think I'd pre-fer to stay in-side
Maybe you'll find someone else to help you
Maybe Black Me-sa
That was a joke, ha ha, fat chance
Anyway this cake is great, It's so del-icious and moist
Look at me still talking when there's science to do
When I look out there it makes me glad I'm not you
I've ex-periments to run, there is research to be done
On the people who are still a-live
And be-lieve me I am still a-live
I'm doing science and I'm still a-live
I feel fan-tastic and I'm still a-live
While you're dying I'll be still a-live
And when you're dead I will be still a-live