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Oh, Hippasus (Hippasus of Metapontum)

We believe that whole numbers underlie the true nature of reality
But you put an end to that
Oh, Hippasus. Oh, Hippasus

We believe that there are no inexact numbers
But you proved the existence of irrational numbers
Oh, Hippasus. Oh, Hippasus

You're like a thorn in my forhead
You're like an ache inside my elbow
And that is why we threw you overboard

We believe that the movement of the planets can be explained by absolute numbers
But you put an end to that
Oh, Hippasus. Oh, Hippasus

We discovered that music can be expressed in ratios of whole numbers
At least you left us that
Oh, Hippasus. Oh, Hippasus

You're like a thorn in my forhead
You're like an ache inside my elbow
And that is why we threw you overboard

You put an end to our cult
So Pythagoras ordered your death
And that is why we threw you overboard

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