[Man:] “Blimey! I…I suppose…that was it.”
[Woman:] “Wasn’t it light?”
[Man:] “Yea, terrific. You–you get terrific light with those bombs. Listen! A dog!”
[Woman:] “What does the fallout look like, dear?”
[Man:] “I don’t know. The government director neglected to mention what it would look like. I expect it would look a bit like snow does, only gray. Very quiet. I expect they’re all are having a good lie-in after the bombing.”
[Woman:] “Terrible smell of burning.”
[Man:] “Yes. Well there’s bound to be. That’s logical…”
[Woman:] “It’s like…roast meat.”
[Man:] “Yes, it does. I expect everybody will be having their Sunday dinner a bit early this week, due to the unexpected circumstances…”
[Man:] “A cloud coming up. Looks like rain. We’ll be alright for water now for a while, my dear.”
[Woman:] “Do you think rainwater is alright to drink?”
[Man:] “Oh yes, of course it is. There’s nothing purer than rainwater, is there? Everybody knows that.”
[Woman:] “Oh, look! My hair’s coming out.”
[Man:] “Hair’s coming out.”
[Woman:] “My hair’s coming out.”
(Instrumental)
The sunshine, too light The ocean, too wide I'm sick of your clich?br> The sky…
Don't you ever, no don't forget You know I mean it The subtle fear we…
I'm listening like my father Told me how to And burning like my brother Always…
It's been so long since I've caught this cold And times rolls on, and I…
Don't cry for me No, I've never been one to shoulder the weight of the…
Listen to me now Wanna be's That's all they are and all they'll ever be…