Don’t you worry child
There was a time, when I used to look into my supervisor’s eyes
In a happy lab, I was a king, I had a golden throne
Those days are gone, now the papers are on the wall
I still hear the sound, of the articles that were torn
In the room with the recording tape
That’s where I had my first heartbreak
I still remember how it all changed
My supervisor said:
Don’t you worry, Don’t you worry child
See science can play games on you
Don’t you worry, Don’t you worry now
A Nobel’s waiting for you
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