Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Duck N' Cover, artist - Passage. Date of issue: 24.05.2004
Song language: English
Duck N' Cover |
| Push the button at night, trying to reproduce sunshine |
| The sixties were peanuts, back then people had recourse |
| «There is no such thing as a five percent nuclear war.» |
| «There is no such thing as a five percent nuclear war.» |
| «Now this is a very strange argument that, uh, says |
| If |
| Two hundred warheads get through the defense that’s going to destroy |
| Everything.» |
| Duck and cover |
| Duck and cover |
| «Ballistic missile launches…» |
| «When they launch, where they launch…» |
| «When they launch, where they launch…» |
| «When they launch, where they launch…» |
| «When they launch, where they launch…» |
| What’s up with missile shield monkeys trying to white boy the planet |
| I hear the music of rockets between the radio stations |
| Hey look it’s poison boy yapping and he looks awfully mechanical |
| Keep your nose in the air and your dick in the book |
| Make a baby in the fallout and maybe if your lucky |
| It’ll look a little like an et jack in the box |
| With the googly eyes of a control group hooker |
| ICBM six guns, uranium belt buckle |
| You’re all liquored up for the old testament barbeque |
| It’s you and your girlfriend getting licked by the clock |
| And your nursery’s finished, every last sick little flower |
| There’s dirt on your date, don’t even bother to keep it |
| Say that’s a nice looking famine, let’s start dividing the ocean |
| Our burning cities are tacky, yeah but they’re still fucking burning |
| The ghastly cowboy in office I think is knocking off early |
| Emergency broadcast’s a grim informercial |
| But listen closely for the great, big, final school cancellation |
| We’re talking big old decisions that leave the earth to the roaches |
| Flaming swords of whomever and all that other good bullshit |
| The order of knick knacks thinking trading will continue |
| Has another thing coming, their kids are glowing in the dark |
| It was a hell of blast |
| The cowbell never came back |
| It ain’t a blow to the market |
| It’s a hole in the cosmos |
| It was a hell of blast |
| The cowbell never came back |
| It ain’t a blow to the market |
| It’s a hole in the cosmos |
| To leave ears ringing and the anglos singing |
| «There ain’t no shield…» |
| «There ain’t no shield…» |
| «There ain’t no shield…» |