Who's your daddy, Kat?
Oh mama Nichole, you are my daddy. Really. Please stop spanking me (over your knee) and I'll tell you all the bad things I've done. Oh mommy. Please.
I mean the "founders" weren't really bashful about setting things up to look and follow Roman republican usages.
Of couse, the 'founders' read Greek too. But somehow, well, Latin sounded so much more, like, offical.
And science has always had that penchant for things like Canis canis or Canis ordinare or other such Latinate designations for it's meanings and terms
Because science, like its antithesis, is Latin in base.
Everybody sing:
Worn out, wasted
Like a bird with broken wings
Sometimes grace reminds me
I don't get to be the king
But love it washes over
Love it pulls me closer
Love it changes everthing
Everything is beautiful
Even when the tears are falling
I don't need a miracle to believe
Even in the crashing down
I can hear redemtion calling
And everything is beautiful to me
Sweetly, You release me
From the weight of what I've done
The trigger trips the hammer
But the bullets never come
And love it washes over
Love it pulls me closer
Love it changes everything
Everything is beautiful
Even when the tears are falling
I don't need a miracle to believe
Even in the crashing down
I can hear redemption calling
And everything is beautiful to me
And love like a landslide
Like the wind
Spins around me pulls me in
At it's unveiling, I begin
Everything is beautiful
Even when the tears are falling
I don't need a miracle to believe
Even in the crashing down
I can hear redemption calling
And everything is beautiful to me