First Observer: There was a time, so bright and gay
It seems like only yesterday
When I held your brain in my arms
Your adrenalin was like wine
Sweet perfume was your endocrine
When I held your brain in my arms

But now your brain is gone and it's left an empty hole
I gaze into your sockets but you're just a hollow skull
I used to love a lotta
Your medulla oblongota
And your basal ganglia
I remember we would stroll along your fissure of Rolando
When I held your brain in my arms

Second Observer: I miss how we would float down your vestibular canal
And how we would go swimming in your pons

First Observer: The music you would play us
On your locus ceruleus
Still tickles my neurons

Now I'm sorry that I dropped you
That I accidentally plopped you
When I held your brain in my arms
It caused a contusion
When I held your brain in my arms
During "Suddenly Susan"
When I held your brain in my arms