“Kaprekar’s Constant” – a song about craving love. A jangly postulation on love and personal awkwardness from a maths geek.

Lyrics

Kaprekar’s Constant

I do not understand these feelings
Awkwardness at the core of my being
Butterflies flit in the pit of my belly
Nervousness turns my legs to jelly

Prime numbers never fumble
Square roots, they tell the truth
If geeks are tragic
Numbers are magic
Add up to poetry, yeah!

Kaprekar’s constant
Fibonacci’s numbers
Phi and Pi tell you why
Patterns
Matter
Imply a higher design

Thinking of her makes my heart beat faster!
Head is spinning and my nerve endings jangle
Tongue is tied and fingertips tingle
Feel so clumsy when I try to mingle

Trigonometry equals veracity
Algebra has got me this far
No dramatics in mathematics
Just simple sums to compute

Kaprekar’s constant
Fibonacci’s numbers
Kaprekar’s constant
Fibonacci’s numbers
Phi and Pi tell you why
Patterns
Matter
Imply a higher mind

I’ve got an equation
That says she’s an angel
I’ve done calculations
Conclude she’s an angel

Kaprekar’s constant
Fibonacci’s numbers
Kaprekar’s constant
Fibonacci’s numbers
Phi and Pi tell you why
Patterns
Matter
Imply a higher design

I wonder about love
How do I compute it?
I wonder about love
It’s just so confusing