The Cell Calypso (AKA C Is For Cell)

from by John Hinton

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lyrics

'Cell' - from the Latin word 'cella', meaning 'cellar',
Like the room in your house where you store your wine,
And no matter whether you're a girl or a fella,
Your cells look a lot like mine.

Now start to swing those cells in your hips so
That you can join me in the cell calypso.
You got to move every cell in your feet.
I wanna see your cells a-jigglin' from across the street.

So when I see you shakin' your body,
It's like your cells are having some kind of party.
Every cell is designed for particular task.
The muscle cell do what the brain cell ask - oh yes!

Your body's always redesigning in lots of ways.
You'll have a new stomach lining in just four days,
And a new set of lungs every six-ish weeks.
Every month, you'll grow a brand new layer of skin on your cheeks.
Your cells duplicate when they get worn.
You are not the same person as when you were born - oh no!

You ought to know that deep inside of your cells
Are little blobby things they call organelles.
These organelles they do all the hard labour
That gives all the cells their distinctive behavior.
They make proteins and help the cell duplicate.
If you didn't have cells you'd be in a right state - oh no!

And now it’s time to do the
Ensonglopedia Conga,
Na-na-na-na! Na-na-na-na!
I promise you that nothing
Can possibly go wrong-a,
Na-na-na-na! Na-na-na-na!
It shows you how the cells work
Together to be stronger,
Na-na-na-na! Na-na-na-na!
But now we’re at the end of
This most peculiar song-a,
Na-na-na-na! Na-na-na-na!
Which means that we can’t do the
Conga any longer!

credits

from Ensonglopedia of Science, released May 23, 2017
Words and music by John Hinton. Orchestration by Michael Hinton.
Featuring Duncan Disorderly on guitar.

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