I'm a cryogenic monk, reach out for that atom.
Smallest things dance like an electric eel.
Sleepin' in a tube, I'm cold, cold, cold.
Science is my working method, I'm calculating.
They say I'll sleep forever, but I'm thinking up a plan.
I'll just topple from my test tube tractor beam.
Crash on the ground, crash on the ground.
I'll free myself from my cryogenic freeze.
That's what you get for your calculations.
When you're sleepin' ice, thats cold deliberation.
When science keeps you alive, that's a pity.

But I like the pitter patter of my heartbeat,
On the tin rooftop of my chest,
I like the blood rushin' like cheetah cubs,
through my silly little veins.
I missed the air, sweet like the lips of my baby.

Alarms and red lights sober me up quickly.
I'm a cryogenic bunny escaping the lab.
I'm escaping the lab, in my underwear.
What's there to see under there? I'm escaping the lab.
Labcoats, to and fro, huddled up, like igloo eskimo.
I'm an experiment gone bad, yeah, I'm MAN, yeah.
I'm escaping the lab with both my feet.
Running in .3 time, that's fast for an ice man.
I see my opportunity close with the flick of a switch,
The man with the hand on the button grins.
I'm not escaping the lap. I'm a bad cryogenic man.
Oh the Scientists ask me my reasons, I stumble on,
my tongue, yeah it's stuck to the top of my mouth,
I ramble til I leave my body, yeah leave it low.
And while I'm high I say-

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They scribble the answers down and set me free,
I'm a cryogenic test man, with no place to be.
As the thoughts flooded in , I think of my baby,
She's still so cold locked in her cryogenic crib.
I wanna kiss her, man I miss her. So I ask them politely.
Free my baby and we'll go quietly.
Free my baby and we'll go silently.
Scribble, scribble with the ink pen. Scientist say.
Scientific, cryogenic, hey, we'll lose both today.
So my baby is free, yeah cryogenic lovers we.
So when we kiss, it sticks, and you can bet...
we'll be cryogenic.