You hear the sirens
and start to wonder
Wherther you those sounds you heared
were distant thunder
Out of the window there's a blue car
You know it's only minor homocide
You draw the curtains then you
draw the curtains
Going down
Down below
Down to grouns zero
Buildings and monuments, rice fields and tundra
Patiently waiting for the atomic rumble
Any time now, maybe Tuesday
Till then I'll just wrap myself in foam
And sing apocalypso
Stick my two senseless
Going down
Down below
Down to ground zero
Where you see patriots
me, I see pirates
Where you see generals
Me, I see gangsters
Playing games, on the big board
The rest of us just sit and watch