Bombers

All clear wail the sirens Sunshine on the waste land Old man sitting in the white sand Think we're in for a big surprise Right between the eyes Seemed a good idea To drop a bomb on the waste land, yeah Only one man could be seen And he was old and so serene Captain sat in his deck chair And the red light flashed "Beware" Pilot felt quite big time As the bomb sailed through the air Well, they danced and sang When the bang went bang When the lights popped out And the smoke began to clear It was positively queer All clear wail the sirens Sunshine on the waste land Old man sitting in the white sand Think we're in for a big surprise Right between the eyes "Die", said the general "Cobblers", said the man So the Pentagon sent a cable And the Queen a telegram A bombs, H bombs, even very small ones Ripped apart that sand 'Til the stench was just revolting And the sky a greenish tan But the soldier said "Sir There's a crack in the world" And the figures went "Squash" And the bits flew far and wide How the universe sighed All clear wail the sirens Sunshine on the waste land Old man sitting in the white sand Think we're in for a big surprise Right between the eyes All clear wail the sirens Sunshine on the waste land Old man sitting in the white sand Think we're in for a big surprise Right between our eyes When the smoke had blown away There was nothing left in view Except a man, dear Lord, who look like You He used to look in my holy book