| I’m gonna preach you all a sermon
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| About Old Man Atom, that’s me
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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 elated
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| I mean that thing that science liberated
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| The thing that Einstein says he’s scared of
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| And when Einstein’s scared
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| Brother, you’d better be scared
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| If you’re scared of the atom, here’s what’s you gotta do
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| You gotta gather all the people in the world with you
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| 'Cause if you don’t get together and do it
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| Well, first thing you know I’m gonna blow this world plum too
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| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini
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| Now life used to be such a simple joy
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| My cyclotron was just a super toy
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| And folks got born, they’d work and marry
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| And «atom» was a word in the dictionary
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| And then it happened
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| The science boys, from every clime
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| They all pitched in with overtime
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| And before they knew it
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| The thing was done
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| And they’d hitched up the power of the Golden Sun
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| And put a harness on Old Sol
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| Splittin' atoms
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| While the diplomats was splittin' hairs
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| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini
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| But the atom’s here in spite of hysteria
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| Flourishes in Utah as well as Siberia
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| And whether you’re a black, white, 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, that’s the question
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| The answer to it all ain’t military datum
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| Like who gets there firstest with the mostest atoms
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| No, the people of the world must decide their fate
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| They gotta get together or disintegrate
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| I hold this truth to be self-evident
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| That all men may be cremated equal
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| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini
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| Yes, it’s up to the people
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| 'Cause the atoms don’t care
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| You can’t fence me in, I’m just like air
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| I don’t give a hoot about any politics
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| Or who got what into whichever fix
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| All I want to do is sit around
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| And have my nucleus bombarded by neutrons
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| Now the moral is this, just as plain as day
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| That Old Man Atom is here to stay
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| I’m gonna stick around and that’s for true
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| But, ah, my dearly beloved, are you?
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| So listen folks, here is my thesis
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| Peace in the world or the world in pieces
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| Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini |