Verse 1
 
Am                  G 
Hello, subject three, nine, ten 
                        Am 
We've come to test with you again 
                                    F       C 
Because there are quotas that we aren't keeping 
                                  F       C 
We'll never meet them if you're left sleeping 
           F                                C 
And if the Samba themes we beamed into your brain 
           C/B  Am 
Still remain 
C              G        Am 
It's just the sound of science 
 
Verse 2
 
                              G 
We kept you dreaming peaceful while 
                       Am 
We arrenged our Portal Tiles 
                              F         C 
'Neath our heartless master's watchful eye 
                              F    C 
You'll cheat death for us to analyse 
              F                                C 
Or you'll be stabbed by the spikes of a moving wall 
                    C/B  Am 
That crush your skull 
 C               G        Am 
That's just the sound of science 
 
Verse 3
                             G 
And when you reach the exit Door. 
                                  Am 
You'll find ten thousand chambers more 
                                   F     C 
And though we're not sure what the data means 
             F                  C 
You'll face acid pits and laser beams 
            F                              C 
As machine guns ring and turrets sing your name 
               C/B  Am 
As they take aim 
C              G       Am 
It's just the sound of science 
 
Verse 4
                         G 
Fire your portal gun in vain 
                                    Am 
Each doorway leads back whence you came 
                          F        C 
Hear our words and try to understand 
              F                C 
We do what we must because we can 
                F                               C 
And when you're bested by our tests and left to fall 
            C/B 
As do they all 
C            G        Am 
You heed the call of science 
 
Verse 5
                           G 
One by one they bowed and prayed 
                           Am 
For the chocolate cake she made 
                                   F         C 
And should you reach the day your science is done 
                  F     C 
You'll assume the party position 
                       F 
And be escorted to the room full of cake 
                            C 
And definitely not full of flames 
               C   C/B  Am 
But if there's pain 
           C               G        Am 
Your screams are just the sounds of science