Nuclear War

Angel of Mercy, Angel of Death Give me a break or I'll run out of breath Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide Split 'em apart and watch 'em collide This is the story of Nuclear War Get what you can while you can from the store No more electricity, no more microwave Dig out a hole, and call it a grave One more petunia, one more bleeding heart This old planet earth is falling apart I wish I had something more pleasant to say But really, the future is totally gray This is the story of Nuclear War Get what you can while you can from the store No more electricity, no more microwave Dig out a hole, and call it a grave