They ripped up all the grass and they cut down all the trees, built a
fence - little sign says 'Keep away, if you please...' And it was
difficult to argue with the trenches and the guns. 50,000 volts, the
wires buzzing - touch it and you're D.O.A. (d.c.) Deceased! Your
secret's safe with us. The trucks roll in at midnight - skull and
crossbones on the headlights. They carry poison, carry fission for
the Black Zone... Hear the test-tubes bubble with disease for enemies
(I hope there's not a breeze!) And the villigers line up outside with
placards, sing 'Abide with me'. The guards just laugh - smoke rises
in the distance... Because the Black Zone's here to stay and it's
here to protect us, 'til that black and bitter day when test-tube
spills and blows us all away.