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Everything that I had
And everything I was to become
Was contained in the DNA in a sperm from my dad
And an egg from my mum.

For ten weeks that sperm
Had been waiting its turn
Now its moment was here,
And the goal was so near.
The egg was a lot older than you might assume.
It had been around
Since my mum was inside my grandma’s womb.

The other sperms gave chase
In the fallopian race,
But my sperm won first place.
The egg and sperm fused
And the resulting zygote cruised
Through the fallopian tubes
For a couple of days.
The cells inside it divided
Till at last this ball collided
With the wall of the uterus around day five.
I was barely alive
And already I’d had quite an eggciting ride.

My cells were by now fated
To be differentiated,
Destined to become my blood, kidneys & nerves.
And I was so happy when,
At around day ten,
I grew a new outer shell with super-sleek curves:

I was all right Jack,
I was shacked up in my AMNIOTIC SAC!

Life has begun
But it’s still nine months before I’ll see the sun,
And anyway, I don’t even have any eyes yet.
I am the bun
In the oven of fun
Well, it’d be fun if I had a brain big enough to analyse it.

I don’t yet have a sign of the zodiac.
Not while I’m shacked up in my AMNIOTIC SAC.

At 22 days my heart starts to beat,
A sound that’ll spend the rest of my life on repeat.
From five weeks I have an umbilical cord
Through which all the goodness I need can be poured.

At around the same time, my limbs start to grow,
And the cleft between my brain hemispheres starts to show.
My Y-chromosome’s SRY gene has just made me a male.
I’m now ten weeks old. Look! My first fingernail!

I cannot write a treatise,
For I am still a foetus.
No rent is due
For my womb with a view.

I can afford to be slack
Shacked up in my AMNIOTIC SAC

What manner of place is the world
Into which I would soon be hurled?
Such questions can wait
For now, life is pretty great.

There is nothing that I lack
While I’m shacked up in my AMNIOTIC SAC!
Please don’t tell me this is some sort of flashback.
Take me back to my AMNIOTIC SAC!

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from Ensonglopedia of the Human, released July 18, 2021

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