There Is Science in This Child

So I took a punt and asked you, bloodless, out to lunch The smiler served a fission, poured a half-life in your cup, while I Sat decaying at the table with my wine You call me neutral And guarded by your loving pit bull, you made A tigerís leap into this heart of mine Protons! Neutrons! Fourteen years smothering his body in paraffin wax How were we to know? Which way he would go? There is science in this child Protons! Neutrons! Fourteen years greasing the Earthís invisible pig Nothing draws a crowd Like a hole in the ground There is science in this quiet child Wonít you let me in? To touch your Farah Fawcett skin? Donít you want to know whatís underneath this tent-like white coat? That light! It is bewitching! There is something up my sleeve The reaction is ungodly, but the Devil knows Iíve tried to believe Everything will blow on New Yearís Eve The universe is made of fourteen fingers and fourteen toes This I know from my research to be sound The properties of the penetrating radiation emitted from beryllium When bombarded by the a-particles of polonium Have been examined thoroughly... very thoroughly! So we must proceed With our fingers in the dark With the flavours of the quark Protons! Neutrons! 14 years living with the buzz of a cycolotron The girls have all left home Theyíve gone out to roam With the child and his science Protons! Neutrons! 14 years living on the bed of a black, black stream Their eyes have all gone wide They have filled up their minds With the child and his science Protons! Neutrons! 14 years living with a Chinese woman in my cupboard The air will dye us red As we lie asleep in bed There is science in this violent child I wish to express my thanks to Mr H. Nutt for his help in carrying out these experiments And not forgetting Maxwellís Demon, who held my hand and opened so many doors along the way