They're building something out of nothing
They want to understand beginnings
At what expense to singularity
To what expanse to make a copy
A quirk for a quark

What if it falls in the right hands
It's a challenge of the world
Not just for nation over nation
Not just for dollar over dollar
Two billion notions down the drain

And still we're competing
Abandoning logic
Emptying pockets
For bankers and robbers
Conductors of a runaway train

Made up of cowboy hats
And wrist watches
And ***** tonics
Floating in pools of oil
Wombs of oil