Public Broadcasting Service - Table Periodic lyrics

I'm the table periodic And in case you forgot it Atomic is my weight My electrons rotate A noble fate When you see all eight Two letters max in the name Building blocks of the game In every column Every row Not you compound So don't call me your bro Most of us are metal That's something you should know Split like atoms When it's time to go When my carbon binds Blown are minds Bonds are strong Just like these rhymes I'm organic Like some fruit Don't wear a tie With this black soot You hear about eight? And that's oxygen If it wasn't in the air You'd never talk again Science is cool Learn it and they pay you Some records are gold But this one is Au