Gimmee that old time Evolution

[Keith&Co.]

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Gimmee that old time Evolution,
Gimmee that old time Evolution,
It was good enough for Darwin,
And it's so much better now!

Oh they call it just a theory,
And it makes the public leery
But real knowledge keeps us cheery,
And it's good enough for me.

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So we know the Earth is old,
Other guesses just don't hold,
Cause the proof beats dogma cold,
And that's good enough for me.

Oh, the Chickster will be dissing us,
And he says God is missing us,
But the FACTS they are impressing us,
And that's good enough for me!

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Oh, the fossil record's showing
And it's adding to the knowing
Of the history of growing
And that's good enough for me.

We will study Archaeopteryx.
Dr. Dino says we're up to tricks,
But we know that the science sticks,
And that's good enough for me!
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They can say we are all atheists,
But evidence they cannot twist,
No matter how much they shake their fist,
And that's good enough for me.

The Piltdown Man was just a hoax
But the part that we think smokes,
'Twas other scientists that poked
Til it wasn't good enough for them.

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You will read to us a Good Verse,
Though is seems to me it's hubris,
And your doctrine's what you nurse,
And that's good enough for you.

Now the platypus is kind of queer,
We don't know what it's doing here,
But there's proof it didn't just appear,
And that's good enough for me.

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You posit Hydrodynamic Sorting?
Then let's make a bet that's sporting!
Do it in a lab! (You poor thing!)
Then it'll be good enough for me!

We will keep it in the schools,
Just because of all the clues,
The Supreme Court read the Rules,
And it's good enough for them.

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Oh they call it just a theory,
And it makes the public leery
But we'll drink another beery
And it's good enough for we....

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[Keith&Co.]

We've Common Ancestry
With Actions! *
To the tune of "Great Big Gobs of Greasy, Grimy Gopher Guts"
Or, for those with a more protected background,
To the tune of "I'm in the Lord's Army"

I may never swing through the tropic trees,
Swim in Antarctic seas,
Make honey with the bees.
I may never be as green as garden peas,
But we've common ancestry. Yes, sir!

Oh, we've common ancestry. Yes, sir!
We've common ancestry. Yes, sir!

I may never groom another chimpanzee,
Run with the wildebeasts,
Fly south with honking geese.
I may never suck blood with fellow fleas,
But we've common ancestry. Yes, sir!

Oh, we've common ancestry. Yes, sir!
We've common ancestry. Yes, sir!

I may never work someplace in zero gees,
Do neurosurgery,
Or collect a lawyer's fees.
I may never tickle fancy ivory keys,
But we've common ancestry. Yes, sir!

Oh, we've common ancestry. Yes, sir!
We've common ancestry. Yes, sir!

*Actions:
When singing the line: "swing" - pantomime brachiating through the trees
"swim" - dog paddle
"common ancestry" - All join hands until the next verse
"fly south" - flap hands
"suck blood" - flick a small flea off your arm
"fees" - rub thumb against fingers (or flick a small flea off of your arm)
"ivory" - play air piano