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
