March The Mad Scientist

What would you like for Christmas
A new polarity?
You're binary and desperate to deal

In high figures
That lick us with their hotter flame
Lick each and everyone the same

And march the mad scientist
Rings a new change
In ever dancing colors

He rings it here and he rings it
But no one stops to see
The change of fate and the fate of change

That slips into his pocket
So he locks it all away from view
And shares not what he thought you knew

And April is summer bound
And February's blue
And no one stops to see the colors