Oh the diggers dig and the trowellers scrape and the brushers dust away
the excavations might unearth some bones beneath the clay
Oh! Paleo-Paleo-Pleistocene we're sifting thru the sand
to document the deep dark past and try to understand
it took a pleistocene of time
to make us what we are
to change from habile hominid
to driving in a car
to change from knapping flint and chert
to printing guns from steel
from sewing skirts from skins with thong
to riding on a wheel
we shifted bears from out their lairs
with sticks and sparks of fire
and dodged the dreaded sabre tooth
that boded endings dire
we saw the largest mammoths off
and every giant sloth
and painted on the walls of caves
wove fibre into cloth
a hundred thousand parents passed
their intermingled genes
and symbolized succession with
a fertile figurine
the glaciers came the glacers went
the glaciers came again
and none were ever old enough
to quite remember when
some species changed (enlarged their brains)
and some just went extinct
and often left a fossil trace
(supposed to be distinct)
neander here robustus there
erectus all around
though often just a broken tooth
was all that could be found
but evolution does not pause
(as if it reached an end)
so we should back our hunches and
predict where it will trend
we homo (sap-i-ens) are quite
preoccupied with sex
although our intellect and skills
are patently complex
an indication from the birds
suggests a course that fits
-the scaled up exhibitioning
of all the sexual bits-
(so in the next 2 million years
of lots and lots of whits
we'll be selecting to enlarge
our penises and tits)
(Chorus) Oh the diggers dig and the trowellers scrape and the brushers dust away
the excavations might unearth some bones beneath the clay
Oh! Paleo-Paleo-Pleistocene we're sifting thru the sand
to document the deep dark past and try to understand
