02 Oct 2007
There’s a rule for every number
And a place for everything
There’s a word for every notion
A perfect description
Mr. Dewey we don’t need you anymore
So pack up your papers and leave
You take your numbers, I’ll take my time
Consider it a deal
There is an order to all subjects
And a line that they fall in
There’s a field for every question
You could ever imagine
There’s a path to every story A trail to discovery
I want to know just what you need
Not what you want it for
There’s a time for every station
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