“Madame Syracuse (A Philosopher's Tone) V.2...”

Lyrics:
Madame Syracuse I've always had a Muse distant and resistant to my spell (Wala la ooh Wala la)
Lady, I've been used, but you've got nothin' to lose
Anticipation's putting me through hell (Wala la ooh Wala la) Momma never said it, but I know she meant it:
"Come home with the prize, or don't come home at all" (Wala la ooh, Wala la) I don't care for Corinthian
For Sisyphus has failed again (He might just find it's time to rise and shine, wala la, ooh, wala la) I don't know 'bout Islamabad
This Spartan life is all I've had
Karachi's kind of Dodgy- so I've heard My heart is stone-like, heavier than gold
Mere alchemy won't salvage me tonight The cold here is killin' me
So let's sail to Sicily
It happens Athens never was my school I'll keep an open mind/ You'll leave your burdens behind
For work's the guilty pleasure of a fool

Playing time (m:ss): 2:50