Scientists And God is one of those "songs for peace" that we hear so often from righteous artistes. Not being a righteous artiste, I refuse to lecture on such subjects, but had always felt that a "pestle and mortar" had far more mileage in it than most people realised. Consequently the first line was conceived several years ago during a chemistry lesson.

The rest followed quite easily, and though I'm not entirely happy with the lyrics (a bit too much alliteration), the song as a whole is quite good. I originally presented the melody to the Lovesticks on the way back from a band outing to Milton Keynes. They laughed at it. Consequently I dragged Dave Hailey to Joe's house one day, and forced them to help me with it.

The results were very good - even the Lovesticks who laughed were impressed - aided by Dave's idea to drop the occasional bar, which turned a fairly ordinary rythm into something special. A recording of this piece was made at Joe's house - although I'm not happy with the vocals. Another recording, of a multitracked "male voice choir" version also exists - although we couldn't keep a straight face, and the recording soon degenerates into giggling and comments about imaginary mice!

Pestle-less mortars spit chemists concoctions,
On innocent bystanders, in foreign lands.
A physicists formulae frightens a family,
Burns through the sky, and then burns through their hands.

Scientists scowl at objectors, and claim,
That science has bought us more good things than bad.
But what good will that do when trees are just memories,
And flowers are things that museums once had.

When carcinogenics are lacing our water,
And raindrops burn channels down deep in our skin,
We'll hammer on doors of laboratory buildings,
Where scientists and God live safely within.