| Gentlemen, I tell you now
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| I swear the truth
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| I saw the table rise, the teacup flew
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| From tempered glass I built the apparatus
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| To alight in the presence of phantasmus
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| Filaments within detect a change
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| In aero-pressure, barometric waves
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| Gentlemen, in the name of science!
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| Gentlemen, I now can prove:
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| The unseen world is close, it pushes through
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| Gentlemen, the lights blew out!
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| Gentlemen, the curtains moved!
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| A world of light resides just past our view
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| Within the crooks of vacuum tubes
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| A caged spirit lit aglow the room
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| Burst forth from the shattered tube
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| It thinned my blood, burnt me, ravaged cruel
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| Gentlemen, the lights do flicker!
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| Gentlemen, the air it cools!
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| Who’s with me here, listening in this room?
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| Gentlemen, the world grows dark!
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| Gentlemen, the curtains moved!
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| Who’s with me here, whispering in this room? |