The Earth is round like a Sphere.

Like a Basketball, a Baseball. An Electron.

They say the electron's a perfect sphere, Round as a laugh, and just as clear. Spinning and zipping, a cosmic ballet, Like the Earth herself in her twirling display.

[Chorus] Oh, the world is round, so perfectly bound, Like the tiniest particle we’ve found. From the skies to the sea, it’s plain to see, The universe loves geometry!

[Verse 2] A scientist squints through a clever lens, Seeking truth where the quantum bends. With a wink and a whirl, the electron grins, A spherical secret where chaos begins.

[Prechorus] Oh, tiny and vast, the shapes align, From the atom's core to the earth's design.

[Chorus] Oh, the world is round, so perfectly bound, Like the tiniest particle we’ve found. From the skies to the sea, it’s plain to see, The universe loves geometry!

[Bridge] Now isn't it funny, this cosmic affair? From the curve of the moon to the curve of your chair. Everything’s spinning, no edges, no lines, In a dance as old as space and time.