The sun is a miasma
Of incandescent plasma
The sun's not simply made out of gas

No, no, no

The sun is a quagmire

It's not made of fire
Forget what you've been told in the past


(Plasma!)
Electrons are free
(Plasma!)

Fourth state of matter
Not gas, not liquid, not solid


The sun isn't a red dwarf
I hope it never morphs
Into a supernova'd collapsed orb

Orb, orb, orb

The sun is a miasma

Of incandescent plasma
I forget what I was told by myself
Elf, elf, elf


(Plasma!)
Electrons are free

(Plasma!)
Fourth state of matter
Not gas, not liquid, not solid


(Plasma!)
Forget that song

(Plasma!)
They got it wrong
That thesis has been rendered invalid