The soul is an illusion A cause of much confusion And very little gain And the facts would be consistent If my soul were nonexistent If I only had a brain
I’d unravel schemes Cartesian Replacing them with reashon And make things clear again I’d elucidate how mostly I’m a shell, but not so ghostly If I only had a brain
Oh I Can’t tell you why So many folk expound On mental states they don’t know how to ground When no such states Are to be found!
I’d abandon all reliance On fields less pure than science Confusing in the main Talk of mind would be denotin’ Simple acts of cells and prot’in If I only had a brain
ZOMBIES’ SECRET
The soul is an illusion
A cause of much confusion
And very little gain
And the facts would be consistent
If my soul were nonexistent
If I only had a brain
I’d unravel schemes Cartesian
Replacing them with reashon
And make things clear again
I’d elucidate how mostly
I’m a shell, but not so ghostly
If I only had a brain
Oh I
Can’t tell you why
So many folk expound
On mental states they don’t know how to ground
When no such states
Are to be found!
I’d abandon all reliance
On fields less pure than science
Confusing in the main
Talk of mind would be denotin’
Simple acts of cells and prot’in
If I only had a brain