It will be better
Science has proven it
If you sit down, pen in hand
And tell yourself, "Self,
It will be better,"
Then as sure as oxygen loves hydrogen
As sure as the stars burning in space
It must, mathematically, improve
You will not believe this, naturally
The unreconstructed lizard
At the base of your skull
Can no more comprehend the cosmos
Than a toad can tell you the time
And only through force and practice
Can the thinky bits behind your brow
Maintain your grip on reality and tell you
It will be better
It will be better
Believe you, me, It will be better