Was cold in there, with darkness creeping inDim lit, could see the spores all settlingBreathe them inBreathe them inBreatheSo open out and let the clean air inWe'll wash away, let's get some weather inSoak us to the skinSoak us to the skinSoak us throughAnd all those creatures, big bodied, small brainsAll scuttled through in constant state of strainRunning from the rainRunning from the rainRunning from the rainRunning from the rainThen biblical how much and how it cameWashed us away, they'll not see us againSeeing us againSeeing us againSeeing them
