Magazine - Physics lyrics

My mind goes back to the earliest times When I learned how to use a sticking plaster Now I understand why Her beauty's better viewed in alabaster Those wonderful flowers The ones that bloom the best They're the ones that you scared half to d**h You catch their scent In the physics of the situation And all the physics meant Oh, religion It wasn't meant for everyone Oh, religion Even the truth can be a bad thing My mind goes back to the earliest times Adam's out there in the audience with Eve in the wings And I'm not thick, I know that trick Let's keep it all tugging at their heart-strings Oh, religion It wasn't meant for everyone Oh, religion Even the truth can be a bad thing My soul goes back to our earliest words Wanders around wondering, oh, where it is? And then, black with age It turns my face to bliss, away from the old abyss Oh, evolution It wasn't meant for everyone Oh, evolution