(Right-o boys, I reckon this is it: nuclear combat, toe to toe with the Ruskies.)
(Now look, boys, I ain't much of a hand at making speeches, but I got a pretty fair idea that something doggon important's going on back there,
Now I got a fair idea of the kind of personal emotions that some of you fellows may be thinking,
Heck, I reckon you wouldn't even be human beings if you didn't have some pretty strong personal feelings about nuclear combat,
I want you to remember one thing: that folks back home is a-counting on ya, and, by golly, we ain't about to let them down,
Tell ya something else - this thing turns out to be half as important as I figure it just might be, I'd say that you're all in line for some important promotions and personal citations when this thing's over with...that goes for every last one of you, regardless of your race, colour, or your creed,
Now let's get this thing on the hump; we got some flying to do.)
(In order to guard against surprise nuclear attack, America's strategic air command maintains a large force of B-52 bombers, airborne twenty-four hours a day,
Each B-52 can deliver a nuclear bomb load of fifty megatons, equal to sixteen times the total explosive force of all the bombs and shells used by all the armies in World War II,
Based in America, the airborne alert force is deployed from the Persian Gulf to the Arctic Ocean, but they have one geographical factor in common: they are all two hours from their target inside Russia.)
Eyes in the shadows, shadows in my eyes,
Try to keep my nose clean with this tissue of lies,
They wanna put the boy on hold, yeah, ooh,
Since I came in from the cold, yeah, they try to keep the boy on hold,
Eyes in the shadows, shadows in my eyes. (my president needs me)
(Without forgiving all my sheer Reich...nuclear reactors...sorry, Mr. President)
(Mr. President, the technology required is easily within the means of even the smallest nuclear power)
All the hate my idea could make, with all the fear my hate could shake,
I aim to,
With all the hate my fear could take, I am to...
I aim my faithful finger,
I aim, I aim to...
My fear. (looks like we're in a shooting war)
(Your economy has no regard for human life, not even its own,
And that, men, I want to impress upon you the need for extreme watchfulness.)
(Have you every seen a Commie that can last a war?)
All Red when one given the option, unless them Ruskies got it already clobbered,
What is done with the finger dive bomb?
The moral is true, and it's into me.
(You can't come in here, this is a war room)
We got you, you got to be on our control,
We are two behind the righteous,
With the powers on my control, can't you see it's not our nature?
Commies want to feed me fluoride, this is why they get down to it,
We need a doctor more than a front side,
Get us there, push us all the way through it.
Red boy, well, this is it,
Taken down, dragging gay men with you,
I'm coming on, cold war with the Ruskies,
Nobody ever got the goal on yet,
Nobody ever got the goal on yet.
Give, give, can't break off,
Give, give, can't break off,
Nobody ever got the goal on yet,
Nobody ever got the goal on yet.
(Welcome back)
When peace, like a river, flows through the land,
Hell went along since frozen over,
And all of us with a freezer burn and a darkened tan, yeah.
A darker tan.
When peace, like a river, flows through this land. (God willing, we will prevail)
