| Home watching star trek
|
| Everything’s O. K
|
| Little do I know
|
| Soviet missiles are on the way
|
| The bastards set loose
|
| The war gods tyr and lok
|
| Weatherman’s predicting rain
|
| But fire it’ll be
|
| Minutemen launching, air sirens
|
| Warheads detonating cremating haunting
|
| I’m living at — Ground Zero
|
| I’m burning at
|
| I’m frying at
|
| From my bed I hear the sirens
|
| Screaming of foreboding
|
| Populous escaping highways over loading
|
| Bridge is down, tunnels flooded
|
| Only got six minutes
|
| Head between my legs, I kiss my ball goodbye
|
| They’re finished
|
| Mx’s blasting, skyscrapers crashing
|
| Fall out liberated, we’re wasted
|
| Jesus I beg of thee
|
| Don’t take my life
|
| Return me to the womb
|
| From which I was torn
|
| Birth is a sin
|
| And the punishment is death
|
| I wish you had left me unborn
|
| I shit my pants as I wait for the reaper
|
| Lie in fatal position
|
| Tears stream down my cheeks
|
| As I call for my mother
|
| And say an act of contrition
|
| We’ll fight this war with Germs and atoms
|
| Destroy our only home
|
| Our mutated descendants battle the next
|
| With sticks and stones
|
| Are we not savages
|
| Innately destined to mam and pigs?
|
| Blame it on the environment
|
| Heredity or evolution we’re still responsible
|
| Our intelligence any progress
|
| At geometric rates
|
| Yes socially we remain belligerent neonates |