RUSH UPON US, DIZZY IDEAS

Innovation, innovation

The new sport that will build our nation

Let all we’ve done up until now

Stand still, as new ideas we sow.

Steady state is droll and dull

Folks waste time who think and mull

Support new ways with shouts and cheers

Let new ways fall on our ears.

Theorists here and gurus there

We need bright sparks everywhere

The world is such a sad, sorry mess

That’s all down to slow progress.

Let us race and rip and tear

Spread new ideas just everywhere

Froth and bubble is what we need

Come, innovate with lightning speed.

If belly up it all goes

With innovation on the nose

We will rush on without a care

Just leave our mess for those back there