Living through another Cuba
It's 1961 again and we are piggy in the middle
While war is polishing his drum and peace plays second fiddle

Russia and America are at each other's throats
But don't you cry
Just on your knees and pray, and while you're
Down there, kiss your arse goodbye

We're the bulldog on the fence
While others play their tennis overhead
It's hardly love all and somebody might
Wind up red or dead
Pour some oil on the water quick
It doesn't really matter where from
He love me, he loves me not
He's pulling fins from an atom bomb

This phenomenon happens every twenty years or so
If they're not careful your watch won't be the
Only thing with a radioactive glow
I'll stick my fingers in my ears
And hope they make it up before too late
If we get through this lot alright
They're due for replay, 1998


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    "They're due for replay, 1998"

    As it turned out, it was not 1998, but 1995 (the Black Brant Scare incident).

    falcotronon March 27, 2019   Link

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