Oh yeah, critical mass, detonation countdown, July 16th, 1945
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This is how we learned to fear the bomb and wonder how we'd all ever make it out alive
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And it's a strange love to love such a strange thing, you know I can't say I feel the same
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And it's irony to me that a burning sensation means a world so cold it freezes your brain
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Oh, pile the skulls up, there must be a million or more
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We'll pile the skulls on bones and ashes, there must be a million or more
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Oh, bury the dead now, there must be a million or more
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We'll bury the dead 'neath bones and ashes, there must be a million or more
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Listen up now,
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Governments may create a world of hate in which we have to live and breath every day
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Fallout and radiation sickness, red pollution through the myriad waste
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Building their weapons of death and mass destruction, meeting out the justice by megaton
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Can we forget the Chernobyl devastation and remember the Uranium gone?
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[Chorus]
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One world or none, there's gotta be one world or none
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There's gotta be one world or none, there's gotta be one world, one world where we can
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[Chorus]
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Bonus Acoustic Track (in album A Match And Some Gasoline)
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| The Suicide Machines |
