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Christy Moore

Hiroshima Nagasaki Russian Roulette

 

Hiroshima Nagasaki Russian Roulette


They dropped the bomb in '45 to end the world war
No one had ever seen such a terrible sight before
The world looked on with eyes wide to see where it might lead
The politics of power, they passed around their seed
It was a time to remember, we never can forget
They were playing Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Russian Roulette

They arose like the saviours of our modern human race
With radiation haloes, that hung about their face
With the key to the sure-cure, the treatment of our ills
A hot-shot of cobalt, and a pocket-full of pills
Speaking always of the enemy, who lurked across the sea
While they crept in among us like a carrier disease

Deep down inside the bunkers of the concrete and the lead
Einstein's disciples working steadily ahead
Making heavy metal power-plants to fire the city lights
All you can hear in the underground is the humming through the night
And the walls of tight security, circle all around
Where they spill out their poison and bury it in the ground

Holed up in the harbours hidden secretly away
War-heads and submarines await to make their play
The military masterminds improve on their design
The soldiers get all doped up and stumble through the lines
While the spills into the rivers get carried out by the tide
They call this security but we're not satisfied

Our statesmen and leaders and politicians pay
Quick to heed the hand that feeds, they're careful what they say
They call out experts to assure us, to wave their magic wands
This is the power of the future, And the future marches on
And they call in their favours, all their political gains
While the spills fill the rivers and settle in the plains

I know the minds behind them, they are riddled full of holes
Not to be trusted with their hands at the controls
Their eyesight it is twisted by the glory of their careers
The heaped praise and flattery is music to their ears
To listen to them talk about how it hasn't happened yet's
Like playing Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Russian Roulette

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