Odes to Joy

This Much Counts as One · Track 47 · middle

Banana equivalent dose

Banana equivalent dose — the radiation in one banana. Volume: VI. ABSURD. ANGLE: Making the invisible danger cute so people can hold it. Breakfast as a dosimeter. Sing the person or animal inside the unit, never the definition.

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Lyrics

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Mrs. Gable's in a panic 'bout the tower on the hill
She's been reading up on isotopes and staring at her sill
Says the air is looking heavy, says the water tastes of lead
I say, "Margaret, step inside and let me soothe your worried head."
I don't show her the dials or the government text
I just walk to the fruit bowl to show what comes next.

[Chorus]
'Cause you can't hold a phantom and you can't weigh a ghost
But you know what a bunch on the countertop costs
So we measure the devil in a yellow skin
With a little brown bruise where the thumb went in
Yeah, we make the math cute so you don't have to weep
And we pack the abyss in your lunchbox to eat!

[Verse 2]
Pull the stem, peel it back, strip that stringy little thread

There's a fraction of a fire crackling right beside your bread
It's potassium singing in the dark of the dirt
It's a very tiny poison that's too sleepy to hurt.
If I told you the physics, you would never sleep again
So I tell you it's a hundred of these curved little men.

[Chorus]
'Cause you can't hold a phantom and you can't weigh a ghost
But you know what a bunch on the countertop costs
So we measure the devil in a yellow skin
With a little brown bruise where the thumb went in
Yeah, we make the math cute so you don't have to weep
And we pack the abyss in your lunchbox to eat!

[Bridge]
It's an act of deep mercy, it's a sleight of hand lie
To look at the invisible raining down from the sky
And pretend it's an orchard, pretend it's a farm
Just a million sweet yellows doing no harm!

My hand knows the weight of a bunch in a sack
Long before my mind catches the math that we lack.

[Guitar Solo]

[Outro]
So eat up your breakfast.
The whole world is humming.
The coffee is pouring, the dosage is coming.
Just one at a time.

Just one at a time.
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