Hard 'n Phirm Pi Lyrics

When ink and pen in hands of men inscribe your form, bipedal P
They draw an altar on which God has slaughtered all stability
No eyes could ever soak in all the places you anoint
And yet, to see you all at once, we only need the point
Flirting with infinity, your geometric progeny
That fit inside you oh, so tight
With triangles that feel so right

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Your ever-constant homily says "flaw is discipline"
The patron saint of imperfection frees us from our sin
And if our transcendental lift shall find a final floor
Then Man will know the death of God where wonder was before

Yeah, I know this pi s___ backwards and forwards
Check it out
Bi-bi-dee-dee

I did three chicks, then I pointed at the door
A girl entered in, so that made it four
I snapped one time, in came another five
Add 'em all up and that makes nine
The average age, 26.5
Now that's what I call gettin' some pi
Five of the chicks wore six-inch heels
Two of the nine squealed like seals
514 was the area code
Quebec, Canada, my winder abode
And my 1.3 million dollar chalet
Pi backwards, pi forwards, all night and all day

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