This week’s science song is a true jewel within the geek rock genre and will get you in the mood for any upcoming Halloween event! Jonathan Coulton is a singer-songwriter that relates incredibly well to the, as we scientists like to think, widely popular science cult (also known as geek culture). So, here is to our love for brains! If you happen to be in a neuroscience lab on Tuesday, you may hear some scientist whistling this song through the hallways of the lab. And if you stay until it is dark (…)
YOUR BRAINS
Heya Tom, it’s Bob from the office down the hall
Good to see you buddy, how’ve you been?
Things have been OK for me, except that I’m a zombie now
I really wish you’d let us in
I think I speak for all of us when I say I understand
Why you folks might hesitate to submit to our demand
But here’s an FYI: you’re all gonna die screaming!
All we want to do is eat your brains
We’re not unreasonable; I mean, no one’s gonna eat your eyes
All we want to do is eat your brains
We’re at an impasse here–maybe we should compromise:
If you open up the doors
We’ll all come inside and eat your brains!
I don’t want to nitpick, Tom, but is this really your plan?
To spend your whole life locked inside a mall?
Maybe that’s OK for now, but someday you’ll be out of food and guns
And then you’ll have to make the call
I’m not surprised to see you haven’t thought it through enough
You never had the head for all that bigger-picture stuff
But Tom, that’s what I do, and I plan on eating you slowly!
All we want to do is eat your brains
We’re not unreasonable; I mean, no one’s gonna eat your eyes
All we want to do is eat your brains
We’re at an impasse here–maybe we should compromise:
If you open up the doors
We’ll all come inside and eat your brains!
I’d like to help you, Tom, in any way I can
I sure appreciate the way you’re working with me
I’m not a monster, Tom, well, technically I am
I guess I am…
I’ve got another meeting, Tom–maybe we could wrap it up?
I know we’ll get to common ground somehow
Meanwhile, I’ll report back to my colleagues, who were chewing on the doors
I guess we’ll table this for now
I’m glad to see you take constructive criticism well
Thank you for your time, I know we’re all busy as hell
And we’ll put this thing to bed, when I bash your head open!
All we want to do is eat your brains
We’re not unreasonable; I mean, no one’s gonna eat your eyes
All we want to do is eat your brains
We’re at an impasse here–maybe we should compromise:
If you open up the doors
We’ll all come inside and eat your brains!
We are all born scientists 
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