molecules

Consider for a second Other people's feelings Baltimore is ruined Wishing you had braces Hooking up above the cases Where people felt excluded Mashing buttons to abort Wanna beam me down a quart It seems Scotty's much too busy And I could've sworn I knew your name But when I passed you by that day Your stare made me feel dizzy If you wanna give me some kind of device Your molecules sure would be nice But be advised that I'm not looking To bond to any sort of clue Of relief from these stupid blues Though the chance is quite alluring Now I see this turning into A song about molecules And since it is here's my last expression The noble gases have it right They're all alone but they think it's fine And everybody wants to be them