Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trump Talkin’ Nukes, artist - Tim Heidecker. Date of issue: 07.11.2017
Song language: English
Trump Talkin’ Nukes |
| I was born in 1976 |
| Grew upon red dawn and war games, and ICBMs |
| And after school me and my friends |
| We’d meet in the garage |
| And we’d take stock of the garden tools |
| Of which ones would make good weapons |
| But my dad had it worse than me |
| He’d have to hide under a desk |
| As if that would stop the blast from destroying everything |
| Then the tactics changed |
| And the poor used what they had |
| Like trucks and planes |
| And bodies strapped with dynamite |
| And it was terrible, tragic, but it wasn’t a mushroom cloud |
| And it was terrible, tragic, but it wasn’t a mushroom cloud |
| But you can’t put the genie back |
| In fact it’s a miracle that it hasn’t happened yet |
| Crazy how it only takes a maniac |
| Crazy how it only takes a maniac |