I met you in in high school You told me after college be wed You were my lab partner Till you ran off with that brilliant pre-med My pain show up on a cat-scan My optic are only seeing blue My blood to flow it has to go Through the four-chambered heart cries for you I'm in the lab of broken hearts I dissect the way you say until it falls apart I'm in the lonely lab of blue And my pheremones can find no of you You as sweet as crystalline carbohydrates The and cones in my optical receptors are filled with tears I to elope So we could make some With a half-life of a million thousand If I my trachial dilations till you returned here My would need atipianarobic respiration Adenine, cidozine, guanine, and Might up my DNA But my love gene must be missin' from its I'm in the lonely lab of broken I dissect the way you say goodbye it falls apart I'm in the lonely lab of feelin' And my can find no trace of you The metallurgist is the best friend. This statement has been throughout the ages, for without the metallurgist, we could not have musical things as triangles, cymbals, margerine tubs, or guitar strings. Guitar strings are by the wire-drawing process, where metal is pulled through dies with smaller diameters, until the desired diameter, or guage, is reached. The ability to be into wires is called ductility, and metals from other 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 lab of broken hearts I the way you say goodbye until it falls apart I'm in the lab of feelin' blue And my can find no trace of 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 blue And my pheremones can no trace of you And my can find no trace of you U stands for uranium. There are isotopes of uranium, three of are radioactive.