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I am literally getting through this "omg what are souls made of you guys!!!" nonsense by putting it into a BSG context. Namely: Cylons. The best example being, "look, you can't say that (the) God(s) can't put a soul in matter, BECAUSE (T)HE(Y) IS (ARE) GOD(S), and therefore can do anything, duh."

Any little bit helps, man. I'm not even halfway done.

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So apparently the lyrics to this song translate to this:

"Woe upon your Cylon heart
There's a toaster in your head
And it wears high heels
Number Six calls to you
The Cylon Detector beckons
Your girlfriend is a toaster
Woe upon your Cylon heart
Alas, disgrace! Alas, sadness and misery!
The toaster has a pretty dress
Red like its glowing spine
Number Six whispers
By your command"

Best lyrics ever? Perhaps.