Atom You're Awesome

My girlfriend hates you but I love your stuff.

I listen to it all the time, I can't get enough.

I dig your first CD (your debut),

and "Society of People Named Elihu."

And "Making Love" is fresh, this much is true,

but "Redefining Music" is funky and new.

And so I crank it up, turn it up,

and pump up the bass.

The package's synth lines are up in my face.

I listen to it when I drive any place.

Up yours to anyone who says I've got bad taste!

Atom's music rocks, with nerdy soul.

His new-wave-synth-punk is never dull.

CHORUS

Atom, you're awesome.

I had a dream

when I was in grade school

that Rob Halford, he kissed me, see fool.

And I was welcomed to the family with Connor,

it was undercover funny just like a longer

keyboard that Enya played.

So I pumped iron and I got paid

when I owned the Redskins

with the Ghetto Boys,

breaking down the walls with kilogram toys.

And we sang to Madonna, all night long,

I opened up my heart, I opened it strong

to Tim Allen, who's not that funny,

in Philadelphia where I made lots of money

as a goalie, sixteen-hundred pounds.

Chillling on the ice rink so profound,

upside down from here on the map,

sick of people who give me crap.

So I put them on an island in the middle of the sea,

and it was just Atom, Atom and me.

REPEAT CHORUS