i woke up this morning, looked out my window
and guess just what i saw
a little black mushroom now forming
but its ok, i guess we're never gonna get along
are we ever?
you know there's no time left for us
no time for love no time for lust
no fussing no fighting no crying tonight
one two give it to me said
watching the bombs as they impact on your street
i said its over and out again
its three years until i'm twenty-four
and i don't wanna die in a nuclear war
we build the weapons while our children starve
oh we gonna recognize