Ground Zero Brooklyn

Home watching Star Trek, everything's okay
Little do I know, Soviet missiles are on the way
The bastards set loose the war dogs Tyr and Loki
Weatherman's predicting rain, but fire it'll be
Minutemen launching
Air sirens haunting
Warheads detonating – cremating!

Ahhhh
I'm living at Ground Zero
I'm dying at Ground Zero
I'm burning at Ground Zero
I'm frying at Ground Zero

From my bed I hear the sirens screaming of foreboding
Populace escaping, highways overloading
Bridge is down, tunnel's flooded, only got six minutes
Head between my legs, I kiss my balls goodbye: They're finished!
MXs blasting
Skyscrapers crashing
Fallout liberated – we're wasted!
Ahhh

I'm living at Ground Zero
I'm dying at Ground Zero
I'm burning at Ground Zero
I'm frying at Ground Zero
Jesus! I beg of thee! Don't take my life!
Return me to the womb from which I was torn!
Birth is a sin, and the punishment is death
I wish you had left me unborn!

I shit my pants as I wait for the reaper, lie in foetal position
Tears stream down my cheeks as I call for my mother, say an act of contrition
We'll fight this war with germs and atoms, destroy our only home
Our mutated descendants battle the next with sticks and stones, fuck

Shut up!
Are we not savages, innately destined to maim and kill?
Blame it on the environment, heredity or evolution: We're still responsible
Our intelligence may progress at geometric rates
Yet socially we remain belligerent neonates