Sketch for a Nuclear Jukebox
Say, buddy drop an A-Bomb in the Jukebox
Down here where all the mushrooms grow
Sink into a roiling sea
It will be small comfort to you and me
I want to watch continents
Blown to ignorance
As the jukebox plays number 23
Hey, pal I want to see that plutonium glow
Right now I want to drop in an H-bomb
Keep singing that song
You know the one that makes the air a gong
Drop a big old neutron bomb
for the human race’s swan song
and it won’t be long we’ll all be gone
drop a bomb in the juke box for me
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