Chorus:

Better than who? (better than who)

The scores aren't in. (the scores aren't in)

Let the gods of evolution say who'll win.

Better at what? (better at what)

In what way? (in what way)

Let the gods of evolution have their say.



I'm better than you at shooting,

You're better than me with a knife.

Who's to say which tool works better when the punks come for your life?

You're better than me at karate,

I'm better than you with a stick.

Do you really want to walk through the slums tonight, let the old gods take their pick?



I'm better at breathing pollution,

You're better at avoiding colds.

Which of us will last the longer in the worst the future holds?

You're better at surviving bug bites,

I'm better at eating junk.

If civilization sinks tomorrow, which of us would be sunk?



I'm better at training horses,

You're better at fixing cars.

Which will be in more demand at the next turn of the stars?

You're better at hunting rabbits,

I'm better at making fire.

Which of those skills can better fulfill what tomorrow might require?



I'm better at growing gardens,

You're better at counting cash.

Which will serve us best tomorrow, the money or the stash?

You're better at working computers,

I'm better at making a song.

Which will put more food on the table if the world goes right or wrong?



(musical interlude)

You're better at playing dominance,

I'm better at making friends.

What works better, whether or not civilization ends?

Nobody knows the future,

Or what skill betters the odds.

So it's best to say we're all born equal and leave the rest to the gods.



Let the gods of evolution have their say