I met you in in high school You told me after we'd be wed You my favorite lab partner Till you ran off with that young pre-med My would show up on a cat-scan My optic are only seeing blue My blood hates to it has to go Through the four-chambered that cries for you I'm in the lab of broken hearts I the way you say goodbye until it falls apart I'm in the lonely lab of feelin' And my pheremones can find no of you You as sweet as crystalline carbohydrates The rods and cones in my optical receptors are filled with I wanted to So we could make some a half-life of a million thousand years If I suspended my trachial till you returned here My muscles need atipianarobic respiration Adenine, cidozine, guanine, and make up my DNA But my gene must be missin' from its station I'm in the lonely lab of hearts I dissect the way you say goodbye it falls apart I'm in the lonely lab of blue And my can find no trace of you The metallurgist is the musicians friend. This statement has been echoed throughout the ages, for the metallurgist, we could not have musical things as triangles, cymbals, margerine tubs, or guitar strings. Guitar strings are by the process, where solid metal is pulled through dies with progressively diameters, until the desired diameter, or guage, is reached. The ability to be drawn into wires is ductility, and seperates metals from materials, such as wood, ceramics, or plastic milk jugs, which are by the blow-molding process. You put the in later. I'm in the lonely lab of hearts I dissect the way you say until it falls apart I'm in the lonely lab of blue And my can find no trace of you I'm in the lonely lab of broken I the way you say goodbye until it falls apart I'm in the lonely lab of feelin' And my can find no trace of you And my can find no trace of you U stands for uranium. There are several of uranium, three of are radioactive.