| Well, I’m gonna preach you a sermon 'bout Old Man Atom
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| I don’t mean the Adam in the Bible datum
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| I don’t mean the Adam that Mother Eve mated
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| I mean that thing that science liberated
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| Einstein says he’s scared
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| And when Einstein’s scared, I’m scared
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| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini…
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| Here’s my moral, plain as day
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| Old Man Atom is here to stay
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| He’s gonna hang around, it’s plain to see
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| But, ah, my dearly beloved, are we?
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| We hold these truths to be self-evident
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| All men may be cremated equal
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| Hiroshima, Nagasaki -- here’s my text
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| Hiroshima, Nagasaki -- Lordy, who’ll be next
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| The science guys, from every clime
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| They all pitched in with overtime
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| Before they knew it, the job was done;
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| They’d hitched up the power of the gosh-darn sun
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| They put a harness on Old Sol
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| Splittin' atoms, while the diplomats was splittin' hairs. |
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| Hiroshima, Nagasaki -- what’ll we do?
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| Hiroshima, Nagasaki -- they both went up the blue
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| Then the cartel crowd put on a show
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| To turn back the clock on the UNO
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| To get a corner on atoms and maybe extinguish
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| Every darned atom that can’t speak English
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| Down with foreign-born atoms!
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| Yes, Sir!
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| Hiroshima, Nagasaki…
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| But the atom’s international, in spite of hysteria
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| Flourishes in Utah, also Siberia
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| And whether you’re white, black, red or brown
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| The question is this, when you boil it down:
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| To be or not to be!
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| That is the question..
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| Atoms to atoms, and dust to dust
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| If the world makes A-bombs, something’s bound to bust
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| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini…
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| No, the answer to it all isn’t milit |