Breathing

Outside gets inside Through her skin I've been out before but this time it's much safer in Last night In the sky Such a bright light My radar send me danger But my instincts tell me to Keep breathing Breathing Breathing my mother in Breathing my beloved in Breathing Breathing her nicotine Breathing Breathing the fall Out - in. out - in, out - in. out - in, out - in We've lost our chance We're the first and last After the blast Chips of plutonium are twinkling in every lung I love my beloved All and everywhere Only the fools blew it You and me knew life itself Is breathing Breathing Breathing my mother in Breathing my beloved in Breathing Breathing her nicotine Breathing Breathing the fall Out - in. out - in, out - in. out - in, out - in, out In point of fact it is possible to tell the difference between a small nuclear explosion and a large one by a very simple method. The calling card of a nuclear bomb is the blinding flash that is far more dazzling than any light on earth--brighter even than the sun itself--and it is by the duration of this flash that we are able to determine the size (What are we going to do without?) of the weapon. After the flash a fireball can be seen to rise, sucking up under it the debris, dust and living things around the area of the explosion, and as this ascends, it soon becomes recognisable as the familiar mushroom cloud. As a demonstration of the flash duration test let's try and count the number of seconds for the flash emitted by a very small bomb; then a more substantial, medium-sized bomb; and finally, one of our very powerful, high-yield bombs. What are we going to do without Ooh, please, let me breathe Quick, breathe in deep Leave us something to breathe Ooh, life is