Bombers [Demo]

All clear, wail the sirens
Sunshine on the wasteland
Old man sitting in the white sand
I think we're in for a big surprise
Right between the eyes

Seemed a good idea
To drop a bomb on the wasteland here
Only one guy could be seen
And he was old and so serene
So the general sat in his deck chair
And the red light flashed, beware
And the pilot felt quite big-time
As the bomb sailed through the air
Now the captain sang and sang
As the bang went bang
But their eyes popped out
When the smoke began to clear
It was positively queer

All clear, wail the sirens
Sunshine on the wasteland
Old man sitting in the white sand
Think we're in for a big surprise
Right between the eyes

"Die," said the General
"Cobblers," said the man
So the Pentagon sent a cable
And the Queen a telegram
A-bombs, H-bombs, even very small ones
Ripped apart that sand
'Til the stench was just revolting
And the sky a greenish tan
But the soldier said "Sir
There's a crack in the world"
And the rivers went "Splash"
And the bits flew far and wide
As the universe sighed

All clear, wail the sirens
Sunshine on the wasteland
Old man sitting in the white sand
Think we're in for a big surprise
Right between the eyes

All clear, wail the sirens
Sunshine on the wasteland
Old man sitting in the white sand
Think we're in for a big surprise
Right between the eyes

When the smoke had blown away
There was nothing left to view
Except a man, dear Lord, who looked like you
Floating high up in the sky