Adrian - don't you understand? Fools like us are always dreaming. And when you go to bed And cover up your head It's better if you try to stop remembering. And the world is slowly dawning To wake up to a new clear morning. Some of them just half your age Get written off, page by page... And the world is softly sleeping While your fears are in their keeping. All the planet's making haste To blow to bits in outer space... Adrian - don't you understand?

I'd Like to feed the children/Find a cure for disease/Rebuild the cities/and Plant a lot of trees/I'd like to help the sick/Build factories/Give money to students/hospitals and galleries//But, I'm afraid of the Russians/I can't sleep at night/So afraid of the Russians/Afraid we've got to fight//I'd like to go to space/Clean up rivers and lakes/Put everyone to work/ whatever it takes/But, I'm afraid of the Russians/I can't sleep at night/So afraid of the Russians/Afraid we've got to fight/They've got ships at sea/They've got missiles in the air/Tanks on the border of Europe/and spies everywhere/

Fires burning cities down Your whole world's destroyed Mutants crawl out from the ruins To put you to the sword Poisoned air in darkened skies flows across the land Fear and pain they breed despair A new Dark age is at hand After the Holocaust After the Holocaust Peoples lives are ruined By man they've ever seen A choice of death made for man By leaders behind the scenes The end result of a Nuclear War That laid waste to us all Our civilization crumbled down By nightmares that destroy After the Holocaust After the Holocaust Now the final curtains fall On the world that you have planned Most of those who have survived Will die by their own hand And now the world lies deathly still Ruled by thise insane One can only wander now If they'll make the same mistake After the Holocaust After the Holocaust After the Holocaust

For those that are able To go underground Missiles disenable They hit faster than sound They're coming and you have no choice The helpless with one human voice That will categorically say This underdog will have his day One more dead is one more than it ought to be A travesty One more missed will be kissed to eternity Or purgatory After the war Red button he's pressing But he knows not why He's programming orders War lights up the sky He's on the hotline tonight His mind is high as a kite His fingers decide wrong or right This man has it all in his sights Used as tools to believe in autonomy Minorities are no more Men are fools, one last cry to humanity No sanity any more After the war On my arm, a tatoo for my sons to be That numbers you and me There's a scar on my face That is photographed for all to see After the war

So let it be felt Aftermath Shades of hell I set them free But struggle Eternally It's too late now To turn the clock around Frozen world outside Made by foolish pride Time to mend Your life begins Breathe for me Make me feel I'm not alone Rowen Final stunt Will the blood shed End at once Rowen Is no doubt Life in limbo Is our home now (guitar solo) Rowen Final stunt Will the blood shed End at once Rowen Is no doubt Life in limbo Is our home

Seemingly every thrash band in the 80s wrote at least one song about nuclear warfare. Anthrax were no different. "Aftershock," off of their 1985 _Spreading the Disease_ album, contains the following armageddon-themed lyrics: "The day will come, you cannot run White-hot clouds fill the sky See the red flare, blasting hot air There's no place left to hide Blinding our eyes as the sun turns to black A world full of hatred and fear All are committed, there's no going back There'll be no one left to hear"

All Fall Down Don't plan ahead into the future because the future's a fantasy of the past live forever in the present don't worry how long it's going to last Secretly they play with your life in committee rooms behind closed doors your cultural superiors they're the kings you are the pawns Shared sentiments won't mean a thing at all in 1984 All fall down No democracy of decision they're the ones that make the rules the politics of nuclear safety is I'm all right jack but what about you Thermal Oxide and magnox fuel the real facts are kept from view Is this the omen of things to come? another leakage of plutonium Send a ring of roses recite the words of Moses We usually ended our set with this song and it lasted about ten minutes. We recorded it on our John Peel session in March 1981 and for those interested it was released on The BBC Radio sessions album on Cherry Red records in 2004. for more info on B-Movie visit the website www.b-movienet.co.uk

And what will you do when you've pulled the release When the sound of the thunder has drowned out the pleas Cos after all that was your idea of peace When we all fall down No sun for a world that once stood so tall No wind's going to blow and no rain's going to fall No flowers for graves, in fact no graves at all When we all fall down

"Who has the job Of pushing the knob? That sort of responsibility you draw straws for If you're mad enough"

G: Godd evening this is Mr. Gorbachev- R: Hello Gorby this is the White House Ronald Reagan speaking- G: Hello my old friend how are you today ? R: Fine ! It's time for our daily chess-match are you ready ? G: Yes my last move yesterday was the Queen from A6 to B6- They both send their weapons into space- their people's problems they seem to displace- the arms-race is what they can't negotiate- why ain't it chess about what they debate ? What went wrong on the Gulf of Iran ? Why did the Russians invade Afghanistan ? Why not save the money for the armaments and be chess-partners in the turnament ? Reagan and Gorbachev play chess on T.V.- the senat is giving a party on the sea- the nuclear war will forever be banned- it's only their kings which they have to defend.

No more sky and no more trees April 2031 no more you and no more me April 2031

1983: There's an edge to the wind Cutting into my skin And the air's like an icicle As the night starts to fall And there's no one around (no one around) My ears strain for a sound (sound) As I search through these canyons So cold and so tall Armageddon Oh, no Armageddon Came too soon In this city so proud Full of noises and crowds This once was a monument Now it's a grave And they warned us about (warned us about) When reason gave out (reason gave out) Now it's too late for miracles There's nothing to save Armageddon (Armageddon) Armageddon (armageddon) Came too soon

so ask me ask me ask me because if it's not love then it's the bomb the bomb the bomb the bomb the bomb the bomb the bomb that will bring us together if it's not love then it's the bomb then it's the bomb that will bring us together

Welcome to district no. 8.
Land of the American helpers
The security needs of the United States
Have written the great modern fiction
This is the jargon of playground brawl
Who is the toughest?
American tests and Soviet tests
The odd computer reads out death
As new missiles come in generations
New models to be sold like cars
A bomb, H bomb, Minutemen
The names get more attractive
Welcome to the land of the Tomahawks Missiles for American cowboys
Where our decisions are made by N.A.T.O.
The press call it British opinion
See the reports on the television
The decisions are already made
The a voice is the voice of the expert
Oh Queen Mother smile again
Welcome to the land of the mutants
Radiation and destruction...

I think this song deals with nuclear war, and war in general. Here are some pieces: NOW THE CORPORATIONS STOPPED! / STOPPED PUSHING FAST FOOD/ BEEN A MULTIPLE SHOOTING / DOWNTOWN AT THE BANK /RELUCTANTLY THE PANIC / BEGINS TO CATCH FIRE... OH YOU'VE CAUGHT AN EVEN ATOM TAN. BUT IT DID NOT AFFECT / THE STEADY SALE OF JUNK

Like "The Safety Dance", the title makes you think of a atomic bomb.

Well, the big boys meet on the Vegas strip
With the S.D.I. as the gun in his hip
There's a gleam in his eye as he shakes your hand and he leaves you
Selling plans alt to walk away and deceive you.
She's a shell shocked baby in the cradle of time
We're just a walk soft army on a human land mine
I'd walk a million miles far beyond the stars of your future.
I'd walk a million miles far beyond the hope of your future.
So ivory tower man was it part of your plan
Turn this city to sand
With a one way ticket to the Promised Land.
Atomic playboys we are radiation Romeos

You built this body but can't take away my soul.
Atomic playboys we are radiation Romeos

One of the first rap groups and one made a lot of social songs... speaks of Nuclear Showers, The Bomb, etc. Pretty deep song. The lyrics to this passage in the song are below... ----- A Newspaper Burns in the Sand and the headlines say "Man, This Story's Mad!" Extra, Extra, Read all the bad news on the War for Peace that everybody'll Lose The rise and fall of the last great empire, the sound of the whole caught on fire the Ruthless Struggle, The Desprate Gamble, the Game that left the whole world in Shambles the cheat, the lies, the alibis and the foolish atempt to conquer the skies lost in space but what is it worth, the president just forgot about earth spendin' mutli-billions and maybe even trillions, the cost of weapons ran into zillions the gold in the street and there's dimonds under feet and the children in africa don't even eat Flies on their faces they're livin' like mice and the houses even make the ghetto look nice The water tastes funny it's forever too sunny and they work all month and don't make no money A fight for power, a NUCLEAR SHOWER, The People shout out in the Darkest Hour The Sight's unseen and voices unheard and Finally THE BOMB get the last word Christians killed Muslims and Germans killed Jews and everybody's body is Used and Abused Minds are poisoned and Souls are Polluted, Supierority complexes deep rooted Liegends are Lisenced (?) and People got Prices, Ego Maniacs control the Self Rightious Nothin' is Sacred and nothin' is pure, so the Revelation effct is our cure Hitler and Ceaser, Custard and Reagan, Napoleon, Castro, Musellini and (???) Gangus Khan and the (?) of Iran, Meant for the Blood of the Weaker Man The People's in Terror, the Leaders made the error and they can't even look in the mirror Cause We got to suffer, while things get rougher and that's the reason why we got to get tougher Learn from the Past, work for the future and don't be a slave to no computer Cause the Children of Man inherates the land and the future of the world is in your hands Just Throw your hands in the Air, and Wave'em like you just don't care and if you blieve that you're the future Scream it out and Say Oh Yeah (Oh Yeah!) Oh Yeah (Oh Yeah!) Beat Street Brakedown!

"Get out of the pouring rain" (Ref radiation contaminated rain) "Get behind the barrier" Ref protection from the wasteland and radiation. The soldiers are walking dead (skulls)

in the middle of a war that was not started by me deep depression of the nuclear remains i've never thought of, i've never thought about this happening to me proliferations of ignorance orders that stand to destroy battlefields and slaughter now they mean my home and my work who has won? who has died? beneath the remains cities in ruins bodies packed on minefields neurotic game of life and death now i can feel the end premonition about my final hour a sad image of everything everything's so real who has won? who has died? everything happened so quickly. i felt i was about to leave hell i'll fight for myself, for you, but so what? to feel a deep hate to feel scared but beyond that, to wish being at an end clotted blood mass mutilation hope for the future is only utopia mortality, insanity, fatality you'll never want to feel what i've felt mediocrity, brutality, and falsity it's just a world against me cities in ruins bodies packed on minefields neurotic game of life and death now i can feel the end premonition about my final hour a sad image of everything everything's so real who has won? who has died? beneath the remains

The lyrics of this 1983 German pop song translate to something like this: "When submarines anchor in the Canale Grande,
and missile launchers stand on Saint Peter's Square in Rome,
a bomb capret floats over the bazaar of Ankara,
and a Pershing 2 lifts out of the hills of Mount Olympus,
then everything is far too late,
then it's not possible anymore,
so visit Europe while it's still standing.
(...)
When the Haute Cuisine turns into a witch's cauldron
where the cook from overseas flambeés his old world,
there will be laughter and applause because even the waiter gets a kick,
what's left to us except for culture, we hope you enjoy your meal. (...)"

"To live between the wars in our time...living in real time..." Chorus - "We can go from boom to bust/from dreams to a bowl of dust/We can fall from rocket's red glare/Down to brother can you spare/Another war, another wasteland, another lost generation..."

'year long winter grey.' 'Born in 1977, will die in '95, a modern-day statistic in collateral damage, Billy prays not to survive'. 'radio world war three'.

The song is about nuclear bomb tests in Australia and the South Pacific and its impact on the indigenous peoples living there. The band was a one-album semi-reunion of Yes that recorded and toured in the late 80s.

"Let's have a black celebration...to celebrate the fact that we've seen the back of another black day..." The title song from their 1986 album. The album's subtitle is "Life in the So-Called Space Age."

"So still, so dark all over Europe" "Run around in the radiation" "Run around in the acid rain" "Tune in turn on burn out in the acid rain on a... Black Planet." Lyrics like those hint towards the tension of Europe, and definitly talk about nuclear war with all the references to radiation.

talks about a nuclear winter and the end of nature

From the Oil's 1985 "40 years after Hiroshima" commemorative short album "Species Deceases" we got lyrics like "This city of blossom and blood/This city suffered more than it should/These sidewalk silhouettes not washed away. You the warriors with your words, throw away your spears/You talk of times of peace for all, and then prepare for war. All people with dreams/All mothers of sons/All people with dreams never woken at night by the sound of guns."

from hyeana (1984) we feel the chill from the night soar standing in the storm -- waiting for the flash to crash counting seconds before we turn to ash it's getting nearer ... blow the house down

Parody of the Beach Boys "Barbara-Ann" but with a sinister twist.

Bomb the russians, bomb the russians, then they'll never get to you. Bomb the russians, bomb the russians, then we'll see who buries who.

Went something like this "Boom box, on my shoulder, funk atomic bombs swoops down from America. Boom box restless soldier . . ." and I can't remember any more.

"We've lost our chance. We're the first and the last, ooh, After the blast. Chips of Plutonium Are twinkling in every lung." About the as yet unborn child of a woman caught in the fallout of a nuclear explosion. Mirrors the relative security of a child in the womb with our 'comfortable' existence; then inverts it by introducing an element beyond our control (and beyond the childs control) - all it knows is that it must keep "Breathing" which is 'life' even though it will be the death of us in the end. Experiment IV, whilst not specifically about 'nuclear bombs' is about the development of a weapon of lethality that when put into practice will kill people but leave the land relatively unscathed in order for occupation (the principal behind the Atom Bomb also). Ultimately the weapon created they cannot control as it turns on the Scientists. In the video the 'weapon' is sound. "We won't be there to be blamed. We won't be there to snitch. I just pray that someone there Can hit the switch."

Seems to me there's clear references to nuclear war, and the song is written in 1985. "Through these fields of destruction / Baptism of fire / I've watched all your suffering / As the battles raged higher" and "There's so many different worlds / So many different suns / And we have just one world / But we live in different ones. Now the sun's gone to hell / And the moon's riding high / Let me bid you farewell / Every man has to die / But it's written in the starlight / And every line on your palm / We're fools to make war / On our brothers in arms"

"Cool babies strange but not a stranger" - mutated & still-born babies. "We're in for nasty weather" - nuclear winter. "The transportation is here" - technology. "Fightin' fire with fire" - proliferation of warheads. "All wet hey you might need a raincoat" - black rain of fallout. "Shakedown dreams walking in broad daylight" - vaporized bodies. "People on their way to work baby what did you except, gonna burst into flame" - ditto. "Some things sure can sweep me off my feet" - shockwaves. "Everything's stuck together" - atomic particles.

Nuclear war..so you heard the news today...you are running out of time..i cant stop running..etc etc

Man goes into a cave on innocent exploration, deep in cave sees result of nuclear flash. Returns to outside to see world devastated. Country western flavor. May pre-date 80s. Am searching for more data.

"You'll stumble before you fall", reference to Cuban Missile Crisis "So now just where do we go, tell me where?" no escape "You've crossed a red light", no return Chain Reaction is the basis for nuclear explosion

I want the world to change for me! Gotta get away Away from Z---Living on the edge of Z Space junk---laser bombs---ozone holes Better put up my umbrella! Giant stacks blowin' smoke Politicrits pushin' dope I want the world to change for me---gotta get away---away from Z Living on the edge of Z Waste dumps---toxic fog---irradiate---and keep it fresh forever Good old boys---tellin' lies 'Bout time---I got wise Gotta tune in---pico waves. Gotta tune out---PCB's Gotta tune in---market crash. Gotta tune out---polar shift Gotta tune in---narrow minds. Gotta tune out---space junk Gotta tune in---bombs. Gotta turn out---atomic lasers falling from the sky ...

Chemical Warfare (Hanneman/King) Frantic minds are terrified, Life lies in a grave, Silent death rides high above On the wings of revelation, Multi death from chemicals, Arrogance has won , Annihilation must be swift, Destroy without destruction , Gods on the throne must be watching from hell Awaiting the mass genocide, Soldiers defeated by death from a smell, Bodies lie dormant no life, Rising new souls on the lands where they fell, Demons not ready to die , Nothing to see where the sleeping souls lie, Chemical warfare Artificial fucking peace, Line up in a death row, Generals in their slow defeat, Diminished from this hell, Banished from the dying world, The lords of hell await, Dogs of war are helpless prey, To immortality Gods on the throne must be watching from hell, Awaiting the mass genocide, Soldiers defeated by death from a smell, Bodies lie dormant no life, Rising new souls on the lands where they fell, Demons not ready to die, Nothing to see where the sleeping souls lie, Chemical warfare!!! , Fuck it up! ........ Liquidate The torture kills the troops that try to fight. Terminate Human pesticide bring days of doom Mist falls The deadly gas that brings them to their knees Sacrifice Steal the soul and send his corpse to hell Hahahahahaha Mummified regions lying in dust, Fall victim to this game, Petrified corpses bathing in rust, Taken without being blamed, Falsified spirits farther they fall,... Soon they will join us in hell. See the sky burning the gates are ablaze,....Satan awaits eager to merge Gods on the throne must be watching from hell Awaiting the mass genocide, Soldiers defeated by death from a smell Bodies lie dormant no life, Rising new souls on the lands where they fell, Demons not ready to die Nothing to see where the sleeping souls lie..... Chemical warfare Warfare!

A song written about the cold war about possibly being bombed at any moment from the Russians. Meant only as a comedy, but still talks about it.

The previous post about this song is actually not correct in my opinion. This song is not about nuclear war, but about the city of Pompeii, which was destroyed in a volcanic eruption. "under a mountain, a golden fountain" refers to the volcano itself. "we found you hiding, we found you lying choking on the dirt and sand" is told from the perspective of modern society. We DID find them in this position when the city of Pompeii was discovered. Just my $0.02, and worth every penny. ;-)

The Front Lawn is an excellent band from New Zealand. This song is on an album called "Songs from the Front Lawn" Claude Rains / In Casablanca / He was the French police inspector / A functionary through and through / A small man / Remember at the end / Out on the airstrip / He could have tried to stop them / Ingrid Bergman and her friend / From the French Resistance / But he pretended not to see / It was a small act / Of defiance / As the storm rose / In the distance / He was on their side after all / Chorus: Claude Rains gave the order / To collect the usual suspects/ And the camera panned in close up on his face / He watched as the plane left the airstrip / Like hope leaves a dying man / But he clung on to the choice he made / Oh Claude Rains I saw a new film the other day / And it was set at the end / Of a nuclear war/ The actors weren't as good as Claude Rains / But then there was nothing that they could do / All of their small acts / Could count for nothing / As the storm rose in the distance / Not much to make a film about Chorus.

---Lyrics--- Pogo and Johnny kicked me in the head, Aimin' for the floorboards but they pick me up instead Through the ringing from the night before Said, "The engine's running gotta pay a call." Johnny drove the halftrack cos we could not find the jeep Wake me in the morning, gotta get some sleep Driving all night out of fear Got in the ribs every time he changed gear (Chorus) I'm gonna take a ride, gonna pick up the team Gonna go where we've never been I'm gonna pick up the team (pickin up, pickin' up the team) God you know it's hard to keep the fighting clean Clean, clean (4x) Pogo and Johnny gonna fight that war Chaplain in the morning at the local liquor store Pogo coughin' bad from diesel fumes Johnny, tell the chaplain go and polish his tombs Lying on the wasteground with a blanket on his face Indicating that he's left the human race Helmet open where the world came in Gotta keep your head if you wanna win (Chorus) Clean, clean (4x) Lost a million in the very first attack Don't you worry cause you know we'll get them back Lost a million in the very first attack Don't you worry cause you know we'll get them back --- Written by Trevor Horn, Geoffrey Downes, and Bruce Woolley, Bruce Woolley and the Camera Club were the first to release it on their album "English Garden." The Buggles (Horn and Downes) released it one year later on their album "The Age of Plastic." (Nearly every song on the Buggles album seems to imply some eerie, dystopian future and listens like a collection of sci-fi short stories.) The Camera Club version features a minute-long instrumental introduction called "W.W.9". The Buggles version opens with a much shorter, almost Gothic organ intro. Though both songs have an instrumental bridge, the Buggles version has more complex instrumentation (like most of their music) and comes off sounding like some sort of sinister circus march (stomping/clapping, someone shouting orders, piccolo and tuba [synth]). Both different versions of a very good song.

"headlong into the cloudburst naked, there's really no escaping it, there's gonna be a cloudburst here"

The city lights are fading now as I climb into the plane To shield me from The stinging acid rain And this is it, it's over now As we taxi down runway one Tell me please You'll wake me when it's over Do you realize what's happening in western Europe? Norway, Finland, Scotland, England We will be the first to go Don't do it Countdown to zero Has just begun Countdown to zero It's time to start the run.

This song is from 80s "supergroup" Asia, from their 1985 album "Astra" (which also includes another song about nuclear war, "After the war"): The night is cold, the sun is down I see faces through the wire No chance for them No shoulder left to cry on It's 4 am out on the street Through the smoke I see the fire It's a funeral pyre For them to die on {chorus} Countdown to zero Just begun Coundown to zero It's time to start the run The city lights are fading now As I climb into the plane To shield me from The stinging acid rain And this is it, it's over now As we taxi down Runway One Tell me please You'll wake me when it's over {chorus} Do you realize what's happening in Western Europe? Norway, Finland, Scotland, England We will be the first to go Don't do it {chorus} Don't do it Don't do it Don't start the countdown to zero We want to live We want to live We will live You've got your finger on the trigger Take it off Let it go Let it pass Let it go

napalm tumbles from the sky chorus/cries of help cries of pain skin looking like hardened meat

A nifty little work that sounds like it is about a pupil singing about his mentor when it is really about Reagan putting Pershing missiles in England.

Lyrics: We share a common destination. Each person Has their time to die. But men are speeding up our journey. By seeing what they can destroy with their Cruise missiles (We're living near those). Cruise missiles (We're looking for those). Cruise missiles (They're not five years away). They're building shelters for the privileged. There won't be room for you and me. So read your pamphlets of precautions. They'll make you laugh until you see that those Cruise missiles (We're living near those). Cruise missiles (We're sitting on those). Cruise missiles (They're not five years away). They claim the ultimate solution. To all the problems that we face. It's pointing rockets at the Russians. And hope they don't end up in Greece. All those Cruise missiles (We're looking for those). Cruise missiles (We're standing near those). Cruise missiles (They're not 5 miles away). They're not 5 years away. They're not 5 miles away. They're not 5 miles away. The song is part of the 1981-Album "Red Skies over paradise", very popular at the time in Germany, maybe because of the fact that the cruise missiles were supposed to be stationed in the country and make Germany the first battle field of a possible nuclear war. The album features a lot more of anti-nuclear-war-songs (title track, "Multinational bite", "Batailions of strangers")

This song from Argentina is about the growing pains of a boy. He doesn't know what to do with his life, and the eldest keep asking him "¿Qué vas a ser cuándo seas grande?" ("What will you do when you grow up?") The chorus ends with the verse: "¿Nene, nene qué vas a hacer cuándo alguien apriete el botón?" ("Boy, what are you gonna do when someone pushes the botton?"); a clear reference to the Nuclear War and the infamous Red Button.

The enemy has cut down all of the power London south of the Thames is invaded
Westminster is razed down to the ground
The government has fled
The government has fled
The government has fled for Scotland today
It becomes black and white
Is it true what they say
They turn the day into night
Black and white becomes

"Larry Monroe from KUT-FM Austin had the idea for Current Events Are Making Me Tense. We used it in a song for an anti nuke rally." https://www.joeking.com/shop/yabba.htm

No clever double entendres or minor references in this song. Explicitely about you and me and WWIII. This is not a test, The half-an-hour countdown, This is not a test, I can feel the hot flashes, This is not a test, What about your children? They're gonna be radioactive ashes.

No more Arizona now, Phoenix is fried up, Oklahoma City what a pity it's gone, Louisiana Delta, where the Mississippi's dried up, no more Chattanooga, Cherokee, Lexington. Ride the post-atomic radioactive trash, the sky is on fire from that nuclear flash, diving through the burning hoop of doom in an 8 wheeled anti-radiation tomb, thank you Dr Strange love for going doolally, and leaving me the heritage of Damnation Alley! Damnation Alleyway!

Describes a guy that is going home to spend his last minutes with the girl he loves. I especially like the part where it is implied that they are making love at the moment of impact. Very romantic!

It's a tear-jerking "What would you do if this was your last day on earth?" song: a man is driving home from work and and hears there is about to be a nuclear strike: "The man on the wireless cries again: it's over" - all he wants is to spend his last moments with the woman he loves.

It's five and I'm driving home again It's hard to believe that it's my last time The man on the wireless cries again It's over, it's over Dancing with tears in my eyes Weeping for the memory of a life gone by Dancing with tears in my eyes Living out a memory of a love that died It's late and I'm with my love alone We drink to forget the coming storm We love to the sound of our favourite song Over and over

Green Lights on the Road to Ruin... If it happened right now I fear, You'd be there and I'd be here, We should be together at the bitter end, You should be with me if it's one of those Dangerous Moments, Dangerous times to be alone, Dangerous Moments, Dangerous times to be so far from home, To them your life is nothing, Don't say they're only bluffing... If it happened now, where would we meet? We'd be running like dogs in the street...

Self explanatory: Thermal count is rising In perpetual writhing The primordial ooze And the sanity they lose Awakened in the morning To more air-pollution warnings Still we sleepwalk off to work As our nervous systems jerk Pretending not to notice How history has forbode us With the greenhouse in effect Our environment is wrecked Now I can only laugh As I read our epitaph We end our lives as moles In the dark of the dawn patrol

There's a rumble in the mountains There's a tremor in the sea You've been counting stars Now you're counting on me Mobs are looting There's no more food I don't need a thing 'cos I have you And its hey ho the end of the world Fall out from above Wild apocalypse, but I don't care 'cos I.. I'm in love Oh the army's marching, the police are armed My flesh is peeling, but my heart is unharmed Theres bullets in the sky and static in the air The earth is crumbling but you're still there. And its hey ho the end of the world Fall out from above Wild apocalypse, but I don't care 'cos I.. I'm in love And its okay on the day after Nothing else seems to matter The sun doesn't shine on the day after but I don't care 'cos I.. I'm in love And its hey ho the end of the world Fall out from above Wild apocalypse, but I don't care 'cos I.. I'm in love There's a rumble in the mountains There's a tremor in the sea You've been counting stars Now you're counting on me Mobs are looting There's no more food I don't need a thing 'cos I have you And its hey ho the end of the world Fall out from above Wild apocalypse, but I don't care 'cos I.. I'm in love I.. I'm in love I.. I'm in love

The chorus of this 1982 #1 hit in The Netherlands translates to:
Because when the Bomb hits,
I'll be sitting in my good suit,
diplomas and my checks in my pocket,
with my insurance policies and my dictionary,
under the high rises of the city next to you.
Just drop the thing already, it's going to happen anyway.
It doesn't matter if you run.

We watched the sky for a reason why. I was so sure. Sunday was hot. Monday was not. Monday was not for the dead next door. One error, silent terror... and we're the dead next door. The heat of the day fades, it fades away into night. The beat of the day suffering away. Suffering away for the dead next door. You see, one error, silent terror and we're the dead next door. In animal land, when dark is in command, one thing you should know. Don't hear their crying, don't eat out of their hands. Ghosts don't die. You see, ghosts don't cry. They see you and me with the dead next door.

Ten to doomsday, moving fast... Heads up! Mind that blast No time to sleep, it's Def.Con.One Can't get no sleep as the ticking ticks on No time for fear, it's Def.Con.One No time to eat so get me some Big Mac, fries to go... Get me Big Mac, fries to go... Get me Big Mac, fries to go... Get me Big Mac, get me fries to go.

"No freedom for the man, with the button in his hand, for he shall end up standing alone / And on the day after all hell breaks loose, the battle will be fought with stick and stone" ... "History tells in grim detail, of man's inhumanity to man, in search of worldly treasure and to rule / savage wars waged on and on, as though there were a plan, but battle is the religion of the fool" ..."The beast has our backs against the wall, and the power to devour one and all / Man must reach a higher plane for his world to remain / We create our own destiny"

"No freedom for the man, with the button in his hand, for he shall end up standing alone / And on the day after all hell breaks loose, the battle will be fought with stick and stone" ... "History tells in grim detail, of man's inhumanity to man, in search of worldly treasure and to rule / savage wars waged on and on, as though there were a plan, but battle is the religion of the fool" ..."The beast has our backs against the wall, and the power to devour one and all / Man must reach a higher plane for his world to remain / We create our own destiny"

The whole song is a peppy country-style parody of a US Government pamphlet produced to assure the public that all they had to do was "dig a hole in the ground" to escape the effects of nuclear war. He's even quoted the pamphlet in the song! Released 1983. It's HYSTERICAL! Here's the lyrics: You hear so many rumors, sometimes you get confused But I read it in Time Magazine and I heard it on the news We'll see dramatic changes in the lifestyle we enjoy If those megatons of atom bombs are actually deployed. The scenarios are scary, oh, but they don't worry me Since I received a pamphlet from a federal agency It's got diagrams and checklists and I read it front to back And it told me what to do in case of nuclear attack: Chorus: Just dig a hole in the ground Climb right on down Place some boards on top of you and sprinkle dirt around You won't have to be dead If you'll only plan ahead You'll be glad you kept a shovel on hand. Now, you can't just go picking any old place to dig your hole You've gotta take a drive to the countryside to the town where you are told If your plates are odd numbered, please don't panic, you'll be fine, Just kindly let those even-numbered cars go first in line If you don't have a car, just hail a cab or ride your bike You can climb aboard the Amtrak train, sit back, enjoy the sights You and thousands of your city friends will be welcomed cordially By townfolk who will show you country hospitality. Then dig your.. Chorus We're sure to give you notice up to seven days before But it's wise to recognize the warning signs of nuclear war If the temperature is rising in a flash of blinding light Grab your toothbrush and a flashlight, and shut the windows tight If the wind is blowing wicked and there's buildings in the air Blisters on your body, fire in your hair If the Tupperware is melting and your dinner plans are wrecked, Stay calm - it's time to put this foolproof plan into effect, Then dig your... Final Chorus

A hardcore punk song detailing the various aspects of devastation left after the detonation of a nuclear device

This song refers to the Distant Early Warning Line or DEW Line, a series of radars which streched across northern Canada in the Arctic, and the North American Air Defence Command (NORAD) which controlled Canadian interceptor aircraft equipped with nuclear weapons defending Canada and the United States. Soviet bombers loaded with nuclear weapons tested the defences in a secret but deadly Cold War game which could have led to nuclear retaliation. "The Red Book" mentioned in the lyrics is the Emergency War Plan kept deep in the NORAD bunker in Colorado.

From "Invisible Touch" album (1986): DOMINO - In the Glow of the Night The grey of evening fills the room, There's no need to look outside, To see or feel the rain. Then I reach across to touch her, But I know that she's not there. Rain keeps running down the window pane. Time is running out for me. Can't you see what you are doing to me? Can't you see what you have done? As I try to pass another long and sleepless night, A hundred crazy voices call my name, As I try to pass them by, I almost can believe that she is here, Here in the glow of the night. Do you know what you have done? Do you know what you've begun? Do you see we shall never be together again? All of my life. Lonely people, empty rooms, Pointless violence, silent tombs. Could it be that we shall be together again? Sheets of double glazing help to keep outside the night, Only foreign city sirens can cut through, Nylon sheets and blankets help to minimize the cold. But they can't keep out the chilling sounds. Will the nightmare soon give way to dreaming That she is here with me? Here in the glow of the night. Do you know what you have done? Do you know what you've begun? Do you see we shall never be together again? All of my life. Lonely people, empty rooms, Pointless violence, silent tombs. Could it be that we shall be together again? Could it be that we shall be together again? In silence and darkness We held each other near that night We prayed it would last forever. Back DOMINO - The Last Domino Blood on the windows Millions of ordinary people are there They gaze at the scenery They act as if it is perfectly clear Take a look at the mountains Take a look at the beautiful river of blood. The liquid surrounds me I fight to rise from this river of hell I stare round about me Children are swimming and playing with boats Their features are changing Their bodies dissolve and I am alone. Now see what you've gone and done. Now see what you've gone and done. Well now you never did see such a terrible thing As was seen last night on T.V. Maybe if we're lucky, they will show it again Such a terrible thing to see - oh But there's nothing you can do when you're next in line You've got to go domino. Now I'm one with the living and I'm feeling just fine I know just what I gotta do Play the game of happiness and never let on That it only lives on in a song - oh Well there's nothing you can do when you're next in line You've got to go domino. Do you know what you have done? Do you know what you've begun? In silence and darkness Hold each other near tonight For will it last forever? Will it last forever - forever... There's nothing you can do when you're the next in line You've got to go domino. Do you know, do you know, do you know what you have done Do you see what you've begun? Cos there's nothing, nothing, nothing There's nothing you can do, there's nothing you can do Do you see, do you see what you have done?

Days of no horizon Claustrophobia Conditioned air Don't crash - no flowers for you Don't crash - no regrets Gushing waters Forcing it down Days stars final flicker urging on the break of dawn Stand fast - voices screech below Stand fast - no clemency Panic stricken faces Diving further down into hell Don't crash - no flowers for you Don't crash - no regrets Timeless terror is taking over Throbbing hearts and restless bones - melted into one Stand fast - voices screech below Stand fast - no clemency Breath slowly fading Partly anger - partly stress Stand fast - air is sparse below Stand fast - no clemency Been detected Losing power Deeper down we grovel on our sweating bending knees Don't crash - no flowers for you Don't crash - no regrets Last moment cries on the radio It's so hot down here Crushing metal bloody waters Same faces everywhere Now the anger is fading Now the fight can't go on We'll always be remembered We'll always be dismembered Days of no horizon...

"Don't put your finger on the button" (with Russian accent)

It's just what the title sounds like -- moving to NZ to avoid, as much as possible, the consequences of nuclear war.

Satirical song about World War 3: "when those bombs start falling on the first day of world war three, I'm gonna grab me a girl and go and fuck her, yeah-yeah world war three".

In the beginning was a world Man said: Let there be more light Electric scenes a maze of beams Neon brights to light our boring nights On the second day he said: Let's have a gas Hydrogen and CO are of the past Let's make some germs, we'll poison the worms Man will never be surpassed And he said: Behold what I have done I've made a better world for everyone Nobody laughs, nobody cries World without end, forever and ever Amen, amen, amen On the third we get green and blue pill pie On the fourth we send rockets to the sky On the fifth metal beasts and submarines On the sixth man prepares his final dream: In our image, let's make robots for our slaves Imagine all the time that we can save Computers, machines, the silicon dream Seventh he retired from the scene And he said: Behold what I have done I've made a better world for everyone Nobody laughs, nobody cries World without end, forever and ever Amen (amen), amen (amen), amen (amen) On the eighth day machine just got upset A problem man had not foreseen as yet No time for flight, a blinding light Then nothing but a void, forever night He said: Behold what man has done There's not a world for anyone Nobody laughs, nobody cries World's at an end, everyone has died Forever amen (amen), amen (amen), amen (amen) He said: Behold what man has done There's not a world for anyone Nobody laughes, nobody cries World's at an end, everyone has died Forever amen (amen), amen (amen), amen (amen)

This song was a top five hit in the UK and refers to Einstein's famous mass/energy equation E=M(C squared) which led to the development of the nuclear bomb. Einstein himself always warned about the dangers of the atom bomb and the song's hook is "You'd better watch out, You'd better beware / Albert says that E equals MC squared". The best bit of this record is the intro which is a montage of phone calls the band made to the White House, The Kremlin and other important places to try to talk to someone about the threat of nuclear war, and they keep getting turned away.

A smouldering wilderness Mass death and destruction Mass death and destruction Millions dead and dying A smouldering wilderness Now in darkness world stops turning.

The poster who added this song was wrong when they said that Little boy was not dropped by the Enola Gay and that it was the second one used. The Enola Gay carried the Little Boy bomb (a plutonium gun atomic weapon) to Hiroshima and Fat Man (an Implosion trigger device) was dropped later on Nagasaki.

Yes, this is about the bombing of Japan ending WWII. But, I just wanted to correct one of the postings on this site. The pilot was named for his wife, not his mother. The reference to little boy is the nickname for the bomb itself. Except, the bomb that was dropped by the Enola Gay was named Fat Man. The little boy bomb was the second one dropped.

This song tells about the Enola Gay, the US Airforce bomber which threw the Atomic Bomb over Hiroshima, in Japan. It was the first nuclear strike ever and one of the two nuclear strikes that human history knows about. The second bomb was threw over Nagasaki, that is in Japan too, as everybody knows. That airplane was called "Enola Gay" due to the name of the pilot's mother, who was called like that. She lived always proud of his son. But I'm sure that two bombs are the most horrible terrorist act ever. Of course they made japanese to show the white flag. Lyrics here: Enola Gay, you should have stayed at home yesterday Words can't describe the feeling and the way you lied These games you play, they're gonna end in more than tears someday Enola Gay, it shouldn't ever have to end this way It's eight fifteen, and that's the time that it's always been We got your message on the radio: conditions normal and you're coming home Enola Gay, is mother proud of little boy today? This kiss you give it's never ever gonna fade away Enola Gay, it shouldn't ever have to end this way Enola Gay, it shouldn't fade in our dreams today

The song is about the bombing of Hiroshima, named after the plane that carried out the attack.

Storm warning on the radio, Flags and banners, Armageddon on the late night show...there's no phoenix rising and the future's stillborn, Dark shadows are dancing , My coat of colors is torn, in Euroshima...

Trudging slowly over wet sand Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen This is the coastal town That they forgot to close down Armageddon - come Armageddon! Come, Armageddon! come! Everyday is like Sunday Everyday is silent and Grey Hide on the promenade Etch a postcard : How I dearly wish I was not here In the seaside town ...that they forgot to bomb Come, come, come - nuclear bomb Everyday is like Sunday Everyday is silent and Grey Trudging back over pebbles and sand And a strange dust lands on your hands (and on your face...) (on your face ...) (on your face ...) (on your face ...) Everyday is like Sunday Win yourself a cheap tray Share some greased tea with me Everyday is silent and Grey

Trudging slowly over wet sand Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen This is the coastal town That they forgot to close down Armageddon come Armageddon! Come, Armageddon! Come! Everyday is like Sunday Everyday is silent and gray Hide on the promenade Etch a postcard How I dearly wish I was not here In the seaside town that they forgot to bomb Come, come, come - nuclear bomb Everyday is like Sunday Everyday is silent and gray Trudging back over pebbles and sand And a strange dust lands on your hands (and on your face...) (on your face ...) (on your face ...) (on your face ...) Everyday is like Sunday Win yourself a cheap tray Share some greased tea with me Everyday is silent and gray.

Lyrics: On the edge of Oblivion, And all the World is Babylon, A Ship of Fools sailing on...

There's a room where the light won't find you. Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down. When they do I'll be right behind you. So glad we've almost made it. So sad they had to fade it. Everybody Wants to Rule the World.

Trudging slowly over wet sand Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen This is the coastal town That they forgot to close down Armageddon - come Armageddon! Come, Armageddon! Come! Everyday is like Sunday Everyday is silent and Grey Hide on the promenade Etch a postcard : "How I Dearly Wish I Was Not Here" In the seaside town ...that they forgot to bomb Come, Come, Come - nuclear bomb Everyday is like Sunday Everyday is silent and Grey Trudging back over pebbles and sand And a strange dust lands on your hands And on your face... On your face ... On your face ... On your face ...) Everyday is like Sunday "Win Yourself A Cheap Tray" Share some greased tea with me Everyday is silent and grey

Fabulous Disaster When the missiles are falling, and the reaper comes calling You had better kiss your ass goodbye Atomic detonation, mass immolation Without a warning, all your memories will die So try to relax, face up to the facts You'll either die or the fallout will rot you in your tracks There'll be no tomorrow, only pain and sorrow 'Cause our futures in the hands of a raving madman They spend all their time building missiles so people die What kind of life do you expect for us to live? We're angered by fear, because the time is near When some lunatic will finally pull the plug And forever after, you can hear the laughter World's being plastered by an evil bastard Exterminating faster, devastating plaster Fabulous disaster Now you can see, what this all means to me When the bomb Comes falling Down Now the reaper has called, but do you have the balls To sit there or stand up and fight? Try to make a note, it's your right to vote To keep these fucking assholes in line It will always be the same 'cause they lie in their campaigns Promise through their teeth for total world peace So we know it's not the truth, they should call Dr.Ruth On how to give the people the real big screw They spend all their time building missiles so people die What kind of life do you expect for us to live? We're angered by fear, because the time is near When some lunatic will finally pull the plug And forever after, you can hear the laughter World's being plastered by an evil bastard Exterminating faster, devastating plaster Fabulous disaster Now you can see, what this all means to me When the bomb Comes falling Fall Down

what you gonna do now...it's a fallout..better run for shelter...etc etc

The stuff that's falling from the sky, really isn't rain I put on a hat, but it's eating up my brain... - classic The Weirdos were around from '77 - '81, but split up without having released a proper album.

Much more explicit than Mothers Talk. " A (Atomic) for a heart, B (bomb) for a brain. Insects and grass are all that remain. When the day hits the night...

"Do unto others as they've done to you But what the hell is this world coming to? Blow the universe ito nothingness Nuclear warfare shall lay us to rest" And "Soon to fill our lungs The hot winds of death the gods are laughing so take your last breath."

The smell of death is near Its presence even nearer The final bloodbath is coming It is just around the corner.

Title says it all. It's about a nuclear holocost and the futility of trting to hide.

Hey now honey, open your eyes there's a mushroom cloud up int the sky Your hair is falling out and your teeth have gone your legs are still together but it won't be long your head was on my shoulder now I'm kissing the skull my heart is melting slowly as mu senses dull ...

Subtle lyrics talking about Pres Reagan and Trident nuclear weapons... ÂoeHis eyes were full of demons as he made his message clear
He strode the world like Caesar, and a Trident held his fear

The Fletcher Memorial Home: take all your overgrown infants away somewhere and build them a home a little place of their own the fletcher memorial home for incurable tyrants and kings and they can appear to themselves every day on closed circuit t.v. to make sure they're still real it's the only connection they feel "ladies and gentlemen, please welcome reagan and haig mr. begin and friend mrs. thatcher and paisley mr. brezhnev and party the ghost of mccarthy the memories of nixon and now adding colour a group of anonymous latin american meat packing glitterati" did they expect us to treat them with any respect they can polish their medals and sharpen their smiles, and amuse themselves playing games for a while boom boom, bang bang, lie down you're dead safe in the permanent gaze of a cold glass eye with their favourite toys they'll be good girls and boys in the fletcher memorial home for colonial wasters of life and limb is everyone in? are you having a nice time? now the final solution can be applied Two Suns In The Sunset: in my rear view mirror the sun is going down sinking behind bridges in the road and i think of all the good things that we have left undone and i suffer premonitions confirm suspicions of the holocaust to come the wire that holds the cork that keeps the anger in gives way and suddenly it's day again the sun is in the east even though the day is done two suns in the sunset hmmmmmmmmm could be the human race is run like the moment when your brakes lock and you slide toward the big truck and stretch the frozen moments with your fear and you'll never hear their voices and you'll never see their faces you have no recourse to the law anymore and as the windshield melts my tears evaporate leaving only charcoal to defend finally i understand the feelings of the few ashes and diamonds foe and friend we were all equal in the end

Flyingdale is the British nuclear command center. The song is about the acidental launch of nuclear war.

Let's start in style, Let's dance for a while Heaven can wait, We're only watching the skies Hoping for the best But expecting the worst Are you going to drop the bomb or not? Let us die young or let us live forever We don't have the power But we never say never Sitting in a sandpit, Life is a short trip The music's for the sad men Can you imagine when this race is won? Turn our golden faces into the sun Praising our leaders, We're getting in tune The music's played by the madmen Forever young, I want to be forever young Do you really want to live forever Forever - and ever

Four minutes left to go, Is this the end then? Message on your stereo, Four minute warning, Everybody wants to know, What should we do? A few short stories, A four minute warning Sasha stands in his yellow café, Yes the heart of the city is here, So he tells me, Sitting on his red leather sofa, He's rolling another, Man, I'll see you when I see you, Polly is said to be the next big thing, In her high-heeled boots and her two inch earrings, Heart of glass, Blondie, sings in her ear, You're a rock queen, honey and we all hear you! Three minutes left to go, Is this the end then? Message on your stereo, Four minute warning, Everybody wants to know, What should we do? A few short stories, A four minute warning Lucy had a hard time with love, But love recently chose the right time for Lucy, Loving when you know it's the final time, She now holds time in her own mind Yeah, Jimmies is a local for Michael, A Guinness in one hand, in the other a fable, able, I once asked are you a lonely man, His reply was non-committal, I am what I am, man' Two minutes left to go, Is this the end then? Message on your stereo, Four minute warning, Everybody wants to know, What should we do? A few short stories, A four minute warning Cry, laugh, feel love, peace, panic, These are your four minutes, I'm counting you down, four minutes of sound, It's always a rush when you're around The final story is one of me, Who with four minutes left has used up three, I think of you, I think of me, Then I think of nothing, it's the end you see, yeah! One minute left to go, Is this the end then? Message on your stereo, Four minute warning, Everybody wants to know, What should we do? A few short stories, A four minute warning What would you do, yeah With a four minute warning, a four minute warning, I'm fading away, I'm fading away, If anybody want to know, I'm fading away, I'm fading away, There's only seconds left to go…

Specifically about your last 4 minutes and what you do with them.

In concert, Waters tried to convey the final few minutes counting down to a (simulated) full nuclear exchange in this song. After a near miss on the plane You swear you'll never fly again After the first kiss when you make up You swear you'll never break up again And when you've just run a red light Sit shaking under the street light You swear to yourself you'll never drink and drive again Sometimes I feel like going home You swear you'll never let things go by again. Sometimes I miss the rain and snow And you'll never toe the party line again And when the east wind blows Sometimes I feel like going home

A song of protest by that great NZ band against nuclear testing in the Pacific

My understanding is that the following song lyrics were a satirical reference to nuclear war --- but could have referred more generally to any "questionable" scientific advances: The Future's So Bright I Gotta Wear Shades Timbuk 3 From the album Greetings From Timbuk 3, © 1988 Lyrics by Pat MacDonald. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- I study nuclear science I love my classes I got a crazy teacher, he wears dark glasses Things are going great, and they're only getting better I'm doing all right, getting good grades The future's so bright, I gotta wear shades I've got a job waiting for my graduation Fifty thou a year -- buys a lot of beer Things are going great, and they're only getting better I'm doing all right, getting good grades The future's so bright, I gotta wear shades Well I'm heavenly blessed and worldly wise I'm a peeping-tom techie with x-ray eyes Things are going great, and they're only getting better I'm doing all right, getting good grades The future's so bright, I gotta wear shades I study nuclear science I love my classes I got a crazy teacher, he wears dark glasses Things are going great, and they're only getting better I'm doing all right, getting good grades The future's so bright, I gotta wear shades I gotta wear shades, I gotta wear shades

No one alive - it's a ghost town.

We're fightin' for the gods of war But what the hell we fightin' for We're fightin' with the gods of war But I'm a rebel And I ain't gonna fight no more No way On a countdown to zero Take a ride on the nightmare machine There ain't gonna be heroes There ain't gonna be anything"

One of Ray Davies' zillion songs about facing up to all the reasons life gives us to despair, and taking heart in spite of it all. From the 1984 album "Word of Mouth." partial lyric:
Holes in my socks and I canâ€^TMt find my shoes.
Itâ€^TMs no surprise that Iâ€^TMm singing the blues.
So many holes in my life still to mend,
And someone just said that the worldâ€^TMs gonna end.
So today better be a good day,
Today is gonna be a good day,
Today has got to be a good day,
Good day, good day, good day, good day.
If we blow away the past with a bloody great blast,
Make it fast, make it fast.
So have a good day today because it could be your last,
Make it last, make it last.
Will it light up the sky?
Will it blot out the sun?
Well weâ€^TMve waited this long,So it better be a good one.

There was light and atomic fission, Swelling wind, rising ash, tide of black rain Cement seared shadow traces Reminiscent of their last commands Instantly one thousand flames arising Ill scent the burning hides surrounding A settlement debased entirely Enola Gay had made a casual delivery Please build a future, darling with our bomb Cherish and love it for the sake of Earth-bound kingdom come The undersides of fallen metal trusses Evil debris of human bodies Each window's glass shards pelted Secure confines brittle collapse As neighbors lay beside each other unknowing Faces scorched of all familiar bearing Too few hands, many wounds for closing Marred by thirsting, anguish, fear, lamenting Here we stand at the door to gold atomic age Don't spoil your face with worry Trust in Earth-bound kingdom come

Death Piggy was basically GWAR before they became GWAR. Their only album "Smile or Die!" contains two songs about nuclear destruction, one of which is Ground "B" Sound. Excerpts: Every night the wings from up above They dropped a bomb onto my love They said, they said the Ground "B" Sound Well I saw the light and I said goodnight Well maybe I will take just one bite I used to live in this town But now it's kind of flattened What happened? Bye Mom, bye Pa I'm off to the front My heads in a helmet now And the young will bear your brunt

The Gunners Dream: floating down through the clouds memories come rushing up to meet me now in the space between the heavens and in the corner of some foreign field i had a dream i had a dream goodbye max goodbye ma after the service when you're walking slowly to the car and the silver in her hair shines in the cold november air you hear the tolling bell and touch the silk in your lapel and as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band you take her frail hand and hold on to the dream a place to stay enough to eat somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street where you can speak out loud about your doubts and fears and what's more no-one ever disappears you never hear their standard issue kicking in your door you can relax on both sides of the tracks and maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control and everyone has recourse to the law and no-one kills the children anymore and no-one kills the children anymore night after night going round and round my brain his dream is driving me insane in the corner of some foreign field the gunner sleeps tonight what's done is done we cannot just write off his final scene take heed of the dream take heed Paranoid Eyes: button your lip don't let the shield slip take a fresh grip on your bullet proof mask and if they try to break down your disguise with their questions you can hide hide hide behind paranoid eyes you put on your brave face and slip over the road for a jar fixing your grin as you casually lean on the bar laughing too loud at the rest of the world with the boys in the crowd you hide hide hide behind petrified eyes you believed in their stories of fame fortune and glory now you're lost in a haze of alchohol soft middle age the pie in the sky turned out to be miles too high and you hide hide hide behind brown and mild eyes

if the title's not enough how 'bout these lyrics "They wanna put guns in the sky Someone out there aint gonna like it But it could be good Make us love each other" sounds like star wars to me

Everyone's trying to decide,
where to go when there's no place to hide.
I follow the bombs as they're coming down.
This must have been hallowed ground.
No matter what they decide to have done.
Burn up the clouds, block out the sun.
My hope is in one they can't bring down.
My soul is in hallowed ground.
I see the fear, it's on the rise.
Let's catch the enemy by surprise.
Burry your treasure where it can't be found.
Burry it deep in hallowed ground.

The cottage is windswept Now there's only sorrow here Follow evacuation signs You're detached and broken and so sentimental now Remembering how we passed our time Somebody waits for me Far beyond our Halloween Germanic forces marching on concrete squares Our love is just defenseless sound And could we believe that all you said was true We would be so determined now Slowly emerging Dividing Germany Everyone's lost in East Berlin Only believing just what you want to hear We're waiting at stations once again https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IiZyy11oS9M&fmt=18

This is an anti-nuke song, written by Queen's guitarist Brian May. 'Hammer to fall' should be interpreted as 'nuclear bomb coming down'. It's was a moderate rock hit in Europe (although I think the overdone 80s production makes the song sound 'over-compressed'). It featured on Queen's The Works album and a 'headbangers mix' was released on 12" (best version if you ask me). It's also on the Greatest Hits II compilation. The lyrics are great throughout the song, but the most notable part about nuclear war is: For we who grew up tall and proud In the shadow of the mushroom cloud Convinced our voices can't be heard We just wanna scream it louder and louder

And he may have been with Oppenheimer Shaken Einsteins hand Said did we have to drop the bomb You bet to save this land He was only taking pictures Around the critical mass While the troops on Tinian island Sang Follow the bouncing ball White Christmas

Probably not well known in the states, LST did get quite a bit of airplay in Canada, however. Staring at the funny man I take my head from off my hand / Real is simulation / Emotional mutation / And blood is falling like sand / Feel the clock that ticks inside / Feed the mask that lives outside / Kill the foreign nations / Geographical frustrations / It's just another suicide. Chorus: Live for the gold as though we'll never grow old / Build ourselves a town and then we'll watch it all come down / Live our lives as though we've never been told. Open the door out to the hall / Don't get trapped inside the wall / Feel the radiation / Your final graduation from hate that reigns within us all / And follow light to where the little ones lay / Watch their faces disappear in the sky / It's not your situation / National starvation / Don't listen to all our children cry. Chorus. Don't watch the jet streams in the sky / Keep your hands in front of your eyes / Don't witness devastation / Worldwide desolation / Just feel the heat right before you die. Chorus.

1982 (obscure) i pull my motor over, stop by the road we watch the city in its dissolute (?) glow we watch the flashlights as they flash across the sky we watch the people as they get ready to die i didn't kill, i didn't fight, i'll never get home tonight i didn't kill, i didn't hate it doesn't matter, it's all too late everybody's waiting for the heatwave heatwave

A glaring light, An unatural tremor Suffocating heat, suffocating heat A hell on earth, a hell on earth men, women and children groaning in agony from the intolerable pain of their burns.

And the fate of the great United States Is entwined in the fate of us all And the incident at Tschernobyl proves The world we live in is very small And the cities of Europe have burned before And they may yet burn again And if they do I hope you understand That Washington will burn with them Omaha will burn with them Los Alamos will burn with them

"...ain't democracy wonderful, lets us vote someone like that in....aint democracy wonderful, them Russians can't win..."

big shake on the Bock's Car moving big shake to the land that's falling down is a wind makes a palm stop blowing a big, big stone fall and break my crown

A song about the bombing of Hiroshima - basically from the Japanese side.

Fly, little bird, to Hiroshima, And the way a load, Speak the magic word to Hiroshima, Let the sky explode, Hiroshima, Hiroshima...

Superb lyrics by Jim Page. Here's sample: "They rose up like the saviors of our modern human race With radiation halos hung about their face With the keys to the sure cure - the treatment for our ills, A hot shot of cobalt - a pocket full of pills, Speaking always of the enemy who lurked across the seas While they crept in our midst like a carrier disease. (...) Holed up in the harbors, hidden secretly away, Warheads and submarines they await to make their play, Military masterminds improving their design The soldiers get all doped up - stumble through the lines The spills into the rivers get carried by the tide They call this security - were not satisfied. Our statesmen and leaders with their politicians' pay, Quick to heed the hand that feeds, they're careful what they say The call out experts to assure us, to wave the magic wand This is the power of the future, the future marches on. And they call in all their favours, all their political gains While the spills fill the rivers and settle in the plains. (...) I know the minds behind them, they're riddled full of holes, Not to be trusted with their hands at the controls. Their eyesight is twisted by the glory of their careers The heaped praise of flattery is music to their ears. To listen to them talk about how it hasn't happened yet It's like playing Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Russian Roulette. Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Russian Roulette.

from their first LP.

the subhumans have lots of songs of this nature. simply put,this is an anti war song depicting a young child watching the news and not understanding what a nuclear war is."little baby wonders what's a nuclear war,mommy says to tell the truth i'm really not quite sure".

"i dont wanna hear that 2 minute warning,i just wanna get up in the morning...i,i,i dont wanna die(x2)"

"The worst thing in 1954 was the Bikini / See the girl on the TV dressed in a Bikini / She doesn't think so but she's dressed for the H-Bomb"

This appeared in the movie Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home. It was the song that the Punk Rock guy on the bus was listening to. The reference to nuclear war is in, "Let's just push the button we'd be better off dead" and "The only choice we're given is how many megatons". You could also argue that "The sins of our fathers" is a reference to WWI and WWII "I HATE YOU" Lyrics by Kirk R. Thatcher Music by Mark Mangini (to be sung Allegro con Temptible) Just what is the future? The things we've done and said. Let's just push the button. We'd be better off dead! And I hate you! and I berate you ! and I can't wait to get to you... The sins of all the fathers, being dumped on us - the sons The only choice we're given is: How many megatons? So I eschew you! And I say "SCREW YOU"! And I hope you're blue too! We're all bloody worthless, Just greedy human scum, The numbers all add up to a negative sum... And I hate you! And I hate you! And I hate you...too! (Repeat in angry scream 'til hoarse -- or blood sprays from throat. Whichever comes first...)

Prolific band with over 120 songs out. Generally called a punk band, but more of a rock protest band, I'd say. Facetious title, early '89. Interesting perspective at the end: friend wants to go out and die, he wants to survive to say, "I told you so!" And if one day the final fire explodes across the whitened sky I know you've said you'd rather die and make it over fast With courage from your bravest friends, waiting outside for the end With no bitterness but an innocence that I can't seem to grasp I know somehow I will survive - this fury just to stay alive So drunk with sickness, weak with pain, I can walk the hills one last time Scarred and smiling, dying slow, I'll scream to no one left at all I told you so, I told you so, I told you so . . Oh God I love the world

I'm thinking of the days we had
Enormous super powers
Yes I'm sleeping, my mind's on the blink
I thought a page, like it's written in ink
When I remember distant days
I remember many things, but
Most of all, I remember the sun

Rather obvious actually: Forty winks in the lobby, make mine a G&T Then to our favorite hobby, searching for an enemy Here in our paper houses, stretching for miles and miles Old men in stripey trousers rule the world with plastic smiles Good or bad, like it or not It's the only one we've got I won't let the sun go down on me I won't let the sun go down I won't let the sun go down on me I won't let the sun go down Mother nature isn't in it, three hundred million years Goodbye in just a minute, gone forever, no more tears Pinball man, power glutton, vacuum inside his head Forefinger on the button, is he blue or is he red Break your silence if you would Before the sun goes down for good I won't let the sun go down on me I won't let the sun go down I won't let the sun go down on me I won't let the sun go down

From their last album, 'It's Hard' in 1982, includes the lines: I've known no war And if I ever do the glimpse will be short Fireball in the sky No front line battle cry Can be heard as the button is pushed by a soul that's been bought I've known no war

A song from 1987 about the Inter Continental Ballistic Missle system that is used to diliver nuclear warheads - "A silver express through the valley of death, A cruise over land, to turn the fertile soil to sand"

Evil minds bend on destruction
Ignoring the pleas of their race
The final chapter in humanic abduction
All signs of society erased
People asking fewer questions
Letting politicians do their thinking
Not questioning nuclear judgement
As warheads enter our space
Our atmosphere clouded with poison
We're killing ourselves to live
Filling the world with hate and dissention
We'll have only our lives to give
What we do now is the key to the future
We'll only have ourselves to blame
For arming the world with the tools of destruction
Our ignorance means death
Warring on opposite nations
Starvation amongst impoverished nations
Outlook bleak for the world residue
Ignorance of mankind
Clouding the world with residue Of man's toxic industry
Slowly killing nameless victims
Whose ignorance leaves them dead
Our atmosphere clouded with poison
We're killing ourselves to live
Filling the world with hate and dissention
We'll have only our lives to give

The wind The war I'm burning out Is this the end The bombs are raining hell I see the real me Floating out to space Blown to bits Where's the human race Slave Well it's immortal right But I'll give it a try As they fly through the air Doubters beware My home Below A blissful place Stuck in this silo I live alone Make the best of what i own Trusty Gold key Ready to kindle the globe Please lay these arms to rest My will is running low Slave Well it's immortal right But I gave it a try While the faces stare At the hideous glare Better turn and run I've unleashed the sun You say you wanted it done I'm the man to count on I'm in the hole for life These subtle words fit right Lord knows man needs a vice On my knees in pain

They came across the border in the middle of the night, But it looks much worse in the cold daylight Hundreds of tanks, And ten thousands of men, Helicopters buzzin right across your head Its an invasion. Invasion They're moving out of cities, they're moving out of town If your caught resisting your quickly mowed down Everybody's running but they dont know where Just as long as they escape, well, they dont care Well, you cant understand why they murder your land But you cant fight a tank with a stick. You wanna fight back, but the future is black And the killing is making you sick And the tanks pass by in an never-ending line not a man nor a woman is spared... Then you wonder why no help does arrive And this world just dont seem to care. You formed a small resistance, you've got a few guns might as well ambush, but you end up on the run Runnin thru the foothills, but you'll never make your cave Cuz your just another rebel in an unmarked grave. Its an Invasion. Invasion. Ian Stewart. aka Skrewdriver

Can you read my mind
can you see in the snow
And fiery demons all dance
When you walk through that door
Don't say you're easy on me
You're about as easy as a nuclear war

"Underwater, does it matter, antimatter? Nuclear reactor, Boom boom boom boom."

"There's Life Underground... I had a dream last night The World was set on fire Everywhere I ran There wasn't any water The temperature increased The sky was crimson red The clouds turned into smoke And everyone was dead! It's just another It's just another day It's just another It's just another day But there's a smile on my face For everyone There's a golden coin That reflects the sun (a way to get sunlight underground, hmm?) There's a lonely place That's always cold There's a place in the stars For when you get old... Just a thought.

Kill The Poor Efficiency and progress is ours once more Now that we have the Neutron bomb It's nice and quick and clean and gets things done Away with excess enemy But no less value to property No sense in war but perfect sense at home: The sun beams down on a brand new day No more welfare tax to pay Unsightly slums gone up in flashing light Jobless millions whisked away At last we have more room to play All systems go to kill the poor tonight Gonna Kill kill kill kill Kill the poor:Tonight Behold the sparkle of champagne The crime rate's gone Feel free again O' life's a dream with you, Miss Lily White Jane Fonda on the screen today Convinced the liberals it's okay So let's get dressed and dance away the night While they: Kill kill kill kill Kill the poor:Tonight

Killer Of Giants If none of us believe in war Then can you tell me what the weapon's for Listen to me everyone If the button is pushed There'll be nowhere to run Giants sleeping giants winning wars Within their dreams Till they wake when it's too late And in god's name blaspheme Killer of giants threatens us all Mountains of madness standing so tall Marches of protest not stopping the war Or the killer of giants The killer of giants Mother nature people state your case without its worth Your seas run dry your sleepless eyes are turning red alert Killer of giants threatens us all Mountains of madness standing so tall Rising so proudly it has nowhere to fall This killer of giants This killer of giants, yeah (guitar solo) Killer of giants threatens us all Mountains of madness standing so tall Marches of protest not stopping the war Oh the killer of giants Oh the killer of giants Killer of giants Killer of giants

Greetings: This is the Secretary of War at the State Department of the United States We have a problem. The companies want something done about this sluggish world economic situation Profits have been running a little thin lately and we need to stimulate some growth Now we know there's an alarmingly high number of young people roaming around in your country with nothing to do but stir up trouble for the police and damage private property. It doesn't look like they'll ever get a job It's about time we did something constructive with these people We've got thousands of 'em here too. They're crawling all over The companies think it's time we all sit down, have a serious get-together- And start another war The President? He loves the idea! All those missiles streaming overhead to and fro Napalm People running down the road, skin on fire The Soviets seem up for it: The Kremlin's been itching for the real thing for years. Hell, Afghanistan's no fun So whadya say? We don't even have to win this war. We just want to cut down on some of this excess population Now look. Just start up a draft; draft as many of those people as you can. We'll call up every last youngster we can get our hands on, hand 'em some speed, give 'em an hour or two to learn how to use an automatic rifle and send 'em on their way Libya? El Salvador? How 'bout Northern Ireland? Or a "moderately repressive regime" in South America? We'll just cook up a good Soviet threat story in the Middle East-we need that oil We had Libya all ready to go and Colonel Khadafy's hit squad didn't even show up. I tell ya That man is unreliable. The Kremlin had their fingers on the button just like we did for that one Now just think for a minute-We can make this war so big-so BIG The more people we kill in this war, the more the economy will prosper We can get rid of practically everybody on your dole queue if we plan this right. Take every loafer on welfare right off our computer rolls Now don't worry about demonstrations-just pump up your drug supply. So many people have hooked themselves on heroin and amphetamines since we took over, it's just like Vietnam. We had everybody so busy with LSD they never got too strong. Kept the war functioning just fine It's easy. We've got our college kids so interested in beer they don't even care if we start manufacturing germ bombs again. Put a nuclear stockpile in their back yard, they wouldn't even know what it looked like So how 'bout it? Look-War is money. The arms manufacturers tell me unless we get our bomb factories up to full production the whole economy is going to collapse The Soviets are in the same boat. We all agree the time has come for the big one, so whadya say?!? That's excellent. We knew you'd agree The companies will be very pleased.

"Superman, where are you now? Well, everything's gone wrong somehow! The men of steel, men of power, ar losing control by the hour. . ." "I remember long ago, when the sun was shining. And the stars were bright, all through the night. And the sound of your laughter as I held you tight. So long ago. . ." "I won't be coming home tonight. My generation will put it right!" Anyone remember the video? The puppets, which came from a British TV show called "Spitting Image", were made up to look like world leaders and rock stars(Including Phil Collins, but they needed to build 3 for the video: a new Phil, plus Mike & Tony). The official concept was a video of President Reagan's nightmares. The unofficial concept was to make fun of the government (US & UK)!

Blood on the windows Millions of ordinary people are there They gaze at the scenery They act as if it is perfectly clear Take a look at the mountains Take a look at the beautiful river of blood. The liquid surrounds me I fight to rise from this river of hell I stare round about me Children are swimming and playing with boats Their features are changing Their bodies dissolve and I am alone. .... Do you know what you have done? Do you know what you've begun?

LAWYERS IN LOVE Jackson Browne I can't keep up with what's been going on I think my heart must just be slowing down Among the human beings in their designer jeans Am I the only one who hears the screams And the strangled cries of lawyers in love God sends his spaceships to America, the beautiful They land at six o'clock and there we are, the dutiful Eating from TV trays, tuned into to Happy Days Waiting for World War III while Jesus slaves To the mating calls of lawyers in love Last night I watched the news from Washington, the capitol The Russians escaped while we weren't watching them, like Russians will Now we've got all this room, we've even got the moon And I hear the U.S.S.R. will be open soon As vacation land for lawyers in love

"Nothing's going to save us from the big drop" and other lines certainly make me think of nuclear war!

The reasons are obvious. If you listen to the lyrics, it's about a boy who was raised during the Cold War.

Self explanatory.

Lyrics: And as the low aggress the high All you can do is sit and cry You've only got yourself to blame Don't try to stop me it's too late My mind's made up, this job won't wait There's nothing left for me to say Chorus: Hey! There's no need to debate It's time to designate your fate Take the M out of M.A.D. Let's all make a bomb Take one hundred scientists or more Place in a room and lock the door Let them confer for half their lives Unlock the door, go in and see What they have made for you and me A brand new toy to idolize Chorus Although the war has just begun Ignore the sirens, let's have fun Put on your best, go out in style Although our future's looking black We'll go down town and join the pack Let's celebrate and vapourize From the Album "Penthouse & Pavement". Also released on B side of 12" version of "Come Live With Me".

Sitting with the Thinker trying to work it out
It's a traffic jam of the brain
makes you wanna scream and shout
Presidential party no one wants to dance
Looking for a new star to put you in a trance
Lets go all the way
Lets go all the way
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Lets go all the way
Working in a factory eight days a week
Try to make dollar damn what a beat
Cartoon capers happen in reality
Rich man poor man living in fantasy
Lets go all the way

CHORUS: (growling) There's so many of us, So many of us So many, there's so many, there's so many (x2) (sung) Let's have a war So you can go and die! Let's have a war! We could all use the money! Let's have a war! We need the space! Let's have a war! Clean out this place! It already started in the city! Suburbia will be just as easy! CHORUS Let's have a war! Jack up the Dow Jones! Let's have a war! It can start in New Jersey! Let's have a war! Blame it on the middle-class! Let's have a war! We're like rats in a cage! It already started in the city! Suburbia will be just as easy! CHORUS Let's have a war! Sell the rights to the networks! Let's have a war! Let our wallets get fat like last time! Let's have a war! Give guns to the queers! Let's have a war! The enemy's within! It already started in the city! Suburbia will be just as easy! CHORUS (x2)

"let's start a war said maggie(thatcher)one day!"

Couldn't find lyrics on the internet, for the life of me! BUT, the lyrics are VERY CLEARLY about nuclear "detente" and the possiblility, in particular, of ACCIDENTAL nuclear war. Plus, an absolutely WITHERING guitar solo; one of the best ever recorded anywhere, in any rock & roll genre.

"This ain't no party, this ain't no disco, this ain't no fooling around" ... OK, first of all, I think the song *actually* came out in the late '70s, but I'd say it received renewed entrance with the 1983 release of the concert film and record album "Stop Making Sense." While the song doesn't explicity reference nuclear war -- or even war -- it is implied through both lyrics and title. It conveys a sense that we've dug ourselves in a hole we never be able to climb out of ...

Mother Russia badly burned
Your children lick their wounds,
their wounds
Pilgram father sailed away
Found a brave new world,
New world

I don't wanna live to be 34, I don't wanna die in a nuclear war

Can't believe this one's not on here! (I think it was actually on an anti-nuke compilation album... "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 20 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"

"I don't want to face the killer instinct, face it in you or me. So we keep it under lock and key...";"We carry a sensitive cargo, below the water line.." Sounds like the essence of Crimson Tide, refers to keeping the launch mechanism for SLBM's secure.

US bombs cruisin' overhead There goes my love rocket red Shoot it up.... Shoot it up.... Blaster bomb bomb bomb ahead Multi millions still unfed

Don't the hours seem shorter as the days go by Never get a chance to open your eyes One day you're waiting for the sky to fall The next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all When you're lovers in a dangerous time. Great cold war lyrics about imminemt nuclear war, hard rain's a gonna' fall, type of song. russ

Written in 1989, this is definitely a song about war, and possibly one about nuclear war. The second verse goes: "I hear the roar of a big machine Two worlds and in between Love lost, fire at will Dum-dum bullets and shoot to kill, I hear Dive, bombers, and Empire down Empire down" So we have a song about the end of an empire in some sort of bloody holocaust, which involves bombing. Now throughout, we have refrains that include the line "Lucretia, my reflection, dance the ghost with me". Lucretia was famous in ancient Rome for having killed herself. In the context of an empire-ending war, the implication of two societies ("two worlds") committing suicide is hard to avoid. What kind of suicide are we talking about? Nuclear holocaust comes to mind. The point of view of the singer is very interesting, since it seems to be, in the refrains at least, the point of view of the arrogant and power-blind: "We got the empire, now as then, We donâ€^TMt doubt, we donâ€^TMt take reflection, Lucretia, my direction, dance the ghost with me..." We don't take direction--not from facts (another verse reads: "We look hard /We look through/We look hard to see for real/Such things I hear, they donâ€^TMt make sense/I donâ€^TMt see much evidence/I donâ€^TMt feel. I donâ€^TMt feel. I donâ€^TMt feel"), not from "the sons of the city and the dispossessed": we just make war, and bring down the empire by destroying ourselves along with our enemy in a worldwide immolation. Sounds like a song about nuclear war and MAD to me, though on the circumspect side.

*** Man At C&A *** Warning, warning, nuclear attack Atomic sounds designed to blow your mind World war three - Nuclear attack Rocking atomically - This third world war - Atomic sounds The man in black he told me the latest Moscow news about the storm across the red sea They drove their ball point views I'm the man in grey, I'm just the man at C & A And I don't have a say in the war games that they play Warning, warning, nuclear attack Shark attack to hit you on your back World war three The Mickey Mouse badge told the Ayatollah at his feet You drink your oil you schmuck, we'll eat our heads of wheat I'm the man in grey, I'm just the man at C & A And I don't have a say in the war games that they play Boom shakalaka boom Nuclear nuclear, nuclear war Warning, warning, nuclear attack The boom never ban Shark attack. (this was agreat album song off the album 'More Specials' by the 80's ska-band who also recorded the first Madness single, 'The Prince'.

Imagine a time when it all began In the dying days of a war A weapon that would settle the score Whoever found it first would be sure to do their worst. They always had before... Imagine a man where it all began A scientist pacing the floor In each nation, always eager to explore To build the best big stick To turn the winning trick. But this was something more... Chorus The big bang took and shook the world Shot down the rising sun The end was begun and it hit everyone When the chain reaction was done The big shots tried to hold it back Fools tried to wish it away The hopeful depend on a world without end Whatever the hopeless may say Imagine a place where it all began Gathered from across the land To work in the secrecy of the desert sand All of the brightest boys To play with the biggest toys More than they bargained for... Chorus Imagine a man when it all began The pilot of "Enola Gay" Flying out of the shockwave on that August day All the powers that be, and the course of history, Would be changed forevermore... -- from the album Power Windows, 1985

Lyrics .... "Standing in the outback, rest one leg and look around No-one, nothing, nowhere, space and time go underground Decisions in the citie. "What shall we do with the 'useless' land? "Let's test the bombs for England" .. Will they ever understand? The shadow of the cloud of Hiroshima, still blacks out the sun from the land, and here in the valleys of Australia we hope it never happens again! Maralinga field of thunder, Montebello, Emu Fields Maralinga it's a sad place! Maralinga land we steal. The outlook in the outback, independence day is near. What treats lie in the treaty? Self control is needed here!" This song appeared on the Urban Guerillas "Just a Lifetime " CD in the mid nineties and I'm not sure when it was written but it is worthy of your attention. Apart from being a great song it covers the issues of uranium mining on Aboriginal land, the nuclear testing at Maralinga, Montebello and Emu Fields and mentions the dark cloud of Hiroshima that still scars humanity.

Whole song really but here's a few lyrics: Termination baby Assassination baby New York hit back hit back Confrontation baby Radiation baby Moscow hit back

"Annhilate, Atomic fate, Mediate, Clear the State, Activate, now Radiate, a Perfect State, Food on Plate, at 98, We All Rotate, Gravitate, the Earth's Own Weight, Don't Suffocate, on Your Own Hate. . ." OK it kinda went in circles, but the message was pretty clear. The video was never shown without their "I Need You Tonight" video as a lead-in, basically a sendup of Bob Dylan's "Subterranean. . ." clip with an anti-war message. Perhaps it would have gone better with a video for their song "Guns In The Sky".

B-1 bombers in flight/Trident missiles in the air/MX missiles underground/Protect us till we're dead Memories of tomorrow-cry in sorrow Push the button/Kiss good-bye the nuclear arsenal/A-bombs flying off their ramps/Nuclear bombs explode Radioactive people/Search for medicine/Pray for shelter/Kill for food Memories of tomorrow-cry in sorrow Mass starvation/Contaminated water/Destroyed cities/Mutilated bodies Memories of tomorrow-cry in sorrow I'll kill myself/I'd rather die/If you could see the future/You'd know why Memories of tomorrow!

"For we should be tranquil and thankful and proud, for man's been endowed with a mushroom-shaped cloud; and we know for certain that some lucky day, someone will set the spark off and we will all be blown away."

"...dropping the bomb on my street"

Death Piggy was basically GWAR before they became GWAR. Their only album "Smile or Die!" contains two songs about nuclear destruction, one of which is Minute 2 Live. Omigod it finally happened Omigod the phones are jammed Holy shit, what do we do? We're a city of the damned One minute to live You got one second to die One minute to live You'll have time to wonder why You'll have time to hear the boom And maybe even see the shroom You'll have time to wonder why Minute to live one second to die

An Oil hit from their anti-apocalyptic album "10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1" (known by Oil fans as "Ten to One") "Sea full of submarines, AWACS like flies...I look at the clock on the wall/It says three minutes to midnight/Faith is blind when we're so near...But the dancer's hand grips the rail/And fingers are blistered on their 88s/And hope runs out the side of the page. 'Cause ears don't hear/what those eyes can't see/And you can't see me. Set on those gunsights in H.G. Well's backyard/ICBMs, SS-20s, they lie so dormant, they got so many."

Anti-violence song from their first breathtaking album of 1980: Jeopardy.

supposedly about a relationship gone bad with parallels drawn to ww3.

It's not that you're not good enough br it's just that we can make you better br you don't have to pay the price br we can keep you young and tender br br Follow in the footsteps of a funeral pryor you were paid not to listen br now your house is on fire br br Wake me up when things get started br when everything starts to happen br

You were paid not to listen br now your house is on fire.br

When the weather starts to burn br Then you'll know that you're in trouble br Follow in the footsteps of a solider girl br It's time to put your clothes on and to br face the world.br

Ian Gillan's ultimate (anti) Nuclear War Song. https://www.answers.com/topic/ian-gillan Lyrics highlights: 'From where I stand, I can see the mushrooms in the sky....and those who have no wings will fly...'. The song reminds me of an earlier Ian Gillan Band's album cover of 1977:'Clear Air Turbulence' with a spaceship escaping the nuclear mushrooms below.

Fishing children fish in the Imperial Waters Nagasaki nightmare, Nagasaki nightmare Sons and lovers, lovers and daughters Nagasaki nightmare, Nagasaki nightmare Cherry Blossom hanging on the cherry blossom tree Flash, blinding flash, then there's nothing to see Nagasaki nightmare, Nagasaki nightmare Nagasaki nightmare, Nagasaki nightmare Nagasaki nightmare, Nagasaki nightmare Manmade power, manmade pain, Nagasaki nightmare Deadly rain, deadly rain, Nagasaki nightmare They'll do it again, shower us in rain Deadly, deadly, deadly rain Nagasaki nightmare, Nagasaki Nightmare

This sticks out in my mind as a Eurovision entry in the eighties I think when Norway, possibly Finland ended up with no points in successive years. I'm sure this was the case but haven't found substantive evidence on Google yet. It was done in a hard rock style and basically translated as Neutron Bombing. I can't remember lyrics etc, they were in Norwegian. I've compiled a list on Last.fm based on your entries, only the ones I thought I'd like to hear: https://www.last.fm/user/pogopatterson/library/playlists/3pny3_nuclear_winter

A blinding light and firestorms agonished dying Never never never again Never never never again Unanswered cries of help panic and desperation Dazed and stricken survivors Search for lost families Chocking dust crazy with thirst Drinking from poisoned pools and streams.

the mistakes of the struggling survivors of a global nuclear shambles was a theme common to donald fagen/steely dan- like in "king of the world,"(1973) "black friday"(1975) "the last mall"(2003)and this tune from fagen's 1982 solo album "the nightfly." story: randy teenage geek lures class babe into his father's bomb shelter-which becomes their own private party house. rife with stunning animation done in fifties-retro style, the video for this song has been called "the greatest video ever made" by rolling stone."

No Nuclear War We Don't Want No Nuclear War With Nuclear War We Won't Get Far I Said That We Don't Want No Nuclear War With Nuclear War We Won't Get Far Said No, Just Another Holocaust It's Just Another Holocaust And We Can't Take No More (chorus) Too Many People Are Hungry They Don't Have Food To Eat They Are Naked 'cause They Don't Have Clothes To Wear They Are Going Insane Because Of The Condition A Million Babies Are Suffering From Malnutrition Chorus I Can't Take No More I Saw Wwi Where Lotsa Trouble Begun I Saw Wwii When The Pirates Came Right Through Lookin' For Wwiii But You Got To Set Me Free Free From The Chains And This Here Misery Chorus We Can't Take No More Unemployment I Said The Rate Is High So Much Sick People I'm Sure They Gonna Die So Much Mad People Gettin' Ready To Explode 'fore Somebody Come Help Them Carry This Load Chorus One Country Deploying Mx Another Country Deploying Ss Inflation Goin' Way Up High And The Dollar Is Going Way Down Low Chorus Crying, Bawling, They Can't Take No More I Hear Them Moaning They Can't Take No More They Don't Wanna Die They Want To Go To Heaven, Yeah But They Can't They Can't Take No More They Gettin' Low They Can't Take No More They Gettin' Grief They Can't Take No More They Gettin' Beat They Can't Take No More They Gettin' Lazy Cause They Can't Take No More Bored They Can't Take No More Frustrated They Can't Take No More Pleading For Them They Can't Take No More Can't You Hear Me Pleading For Them Cause They Can't Take No More They Want To Live In Peace And Happiness Let The Trees Grow Let The Waters Flow...

From Paul Hardcastles CLASSIC 1988 album "No Winners" which was ENTIRELY on the subject of nuclear war. The biggest hit single from the album was "40 years", and the whole album included sung lyrics and powerful speech / sound samples on the subject. This album is a MUST for anyone interested in the subject.

The titles are quite evident. GISM was a Japanese band from the 80's with a savage vocalist (Sakevi) who often attacked audience members with chainsaws, blowtorches, mic-stands and chairs. He also was also the star of a short Japanese art film Titled Geotropism, which featured atomic bomb imagery that makes the entire film Bladerunner look cheerful. GISM made Venom sound like Ashlee Simpson, Sakevi's vocals alone were more horrorific then the cookie monster vocals found in many American bands like Slayer who can't even touch on the otherworldly sounds Sakevi makes. Sakevi seems to have been obsessed with nuclear war, nearly all of the albums he has worked on have ether war imagery or atomic imagery. I also believe that "Document one" a track from the first GISM LP Detestation was quite possibly the single most powerful song about war ever written. Other tracks on the LP include "Nuclear Armed Hogs" "Death Agonies and Screams" "Endless Blockades for the pussyfooter" and the infamous non-nuke song "Tear their Syphlitic Vaginas to Pieces." Sakevi has released a solo CD single this year titled "The War".

Chorus includes the line "you can never come back from a Nuclear Attack". On various Gary Moore albums before he became a blues master.

I'm a Nuclear Boy living in a Nuclear World...

First and last men walk this earth But only a few survive I'm the wizard of aus And I've got it all planned For my first nuclear device I don't really care which way you vote 'Cos my gerrymander works out fine I sell desert stretches like a big rubber glove To Japan for a nuclear device Nuclear device Nuclear device Nuclear device If I could get lucky I'd secede from the states I'd buy the country at an incredible rate Brisbane men stay at home at night 'Cos I outlawed all of the vice I'm the wizard of aus And I've rolled the streets Dreaming of a nuclear device

protest against french nuclear testing, under jaque chirac, in the south pacific at mururoa atoll.

'Nuclear Holocaust' was a favorite old school rap beat I recall from the breakdance era (eighties), featuring the lyrics : "nuclear holocaust, it's a cryin' shame; nuclear holocaust, who the hell made up this game?". The Future's main artist was Michael Jonzun from the Jonzun Crew (Space Cowboy, Pac Jam, et al)

Great tune, I was under the impression it was by Bob Marley. I'll let you know if I can transcribe it.

Thatz what I am tryin to find out !! PS: Just downloaded it from emusic.com

1982 classic from the great jazz improvisationalist, recently revived by Yo La Tengo. Lyrics (here's all the lines, they're all repeated a lot, and most of them are call-and-response): Nuclear war. Nuclear war. They're talkin' about Nuclear war. It's a motherfucker, don't you know? If they push that button your ass got to go. Gonna blast you So high in the sky. You can kiss your ass Goodbye, goodbye. Radiation, Mutation. Fire. Hydrogen bombs, Atomic bombs. (Tell 'em about it, Tyrone...) What you gonna do, Without your ass? Melting... People... Buildings... Burnt grass... Farewell. Goodbye, ass.

The lyrics go "Nuclear War, Nuclear War Talking About Nuclear War it's a motherf***er don't you know if they push that button your arse gotta go" etc.

from the album "War and Pain" 1984 Fast and pure desolation Lust the blood in my brain Hard and dry destruction Wet under the neutron rain Die in this Holocaust Scream the deflect attack Burn before we reload Strees before... The power blast WAR! A command for blood We scream DIE! Nothing less than death we creep Storm the only weather Start the directives assassins Warm inside the under shelter Wait and fell your broiling skin Hot oz one disappear Blight in the atomic detention Rats it's a survival breed Destroy with deflagration I have one track it's to kill You'll never stop me Running my evil way With radioactivity My machine comes at night Missiles they stike Save your life in the dark For the loud attack Hey! nuclear war! I'm realy up tonite For my last ride Never returning at home I'm gonna die The war machine is not save And i can't escape When the bombs will hit My face, It will drive me insan

Nuclear war (yeah) Nuclear war (yeah) Talkin about (yeah) Nuclear War (yeah) It's a motherfucker, don't you know. If they push that button, your ass gotta go.

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This song has many different meanings, but the reference to nuclear holocaust comes in the lines "And the voice said: Neither snow nor rain nor gloom of night shall stay these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds." The cold inhuman way of delivering death to millions in a sterilised era "So hold me, Mom, in your long arms. Your petrochemical arms. Your military arms. In your electronic arms." an analogy between the security of mums loving arms to the states powerful arms. I also feel that it is amazing that 17 years before the atrocity of september 11, laurie wrote "And I've got a message to give to you. Here come the planes." "And the voice said: This is the hand, the hand that takes. This is the hand, the hand that takes. This is the hand, the hand that takes. Here come the planes. They're American planes. Made in America."

Old Mother Reagan and her crew She took away from me and you I seen her go far away, she better go far away. You know it ain't right When it's all wrong Singin' Old Mother Reagan protest song Old Mother Reagan She's so dumb She's so dangerous How come she don't go far away she better go far away Old Mother Reagan went to heaven at the pearly gates she was stopped.

The title was taken from the Neil Shute book. The lyrics go: As I ride the motor tide I look for somewhere All I see is other faces, all I find is nowhere I'll like a place or some space that no-one gets up to She says "A town is just a town, full stop." but what does she know? Here comes a great wave to wash it all away No piece of glass or chrome remains Here comes that wave again, see how fast it flows We'll wash this place right down the drain Not the lyrics to "ON THE BEACH" ?, Please report that below. In the dark a thousand cars hiss by my window A steel tide on a asphalt beach they come and they go I hear a beat in the motor seat that I could die too She says "A town is just a town, full stop." but what does she know? Here comes a great wave... Here comes that wave again..."

Stop it There's been too much debate We could save ourselves from holocaust Or is that just our fate Start now But we continue to balk We let the genie out of the bottle But we still hold the cork ONE, TWO,- NOT THREE, FOUR,- DIE ONE, TWO,- NOT THREE, FOUR,- DIE Ignorance, is no excuse For violence NO ONE WINS ... ONE WORLD ONE WORLD ONE WORLD - Welcome to it ONE WORLD - Don't abuse it ONE WORLD - To live out your life ONE WORLD - Total schism Tunnel vision ONE WORLD - Taming the beast Fighting for peace Killing You pushed a button that's all you did It's much harder to kill a man If you've seen pictures of his kids Responsibility And what are all our lives worth ? What kind of sentence would you serve For killing the earth ONE, TWO,- NOT THREE, FOUR,- DIE ONE, TWO,- NOT THREE, FOUR,- DIE Ignorance, is no excuse For violence NO ONE WINS ... ONE WORLD ONE WORLD ONE WORLD - Welcome to it ONE WORLD - Don't abuse it ONE WORLD - To live out your life ONE WORLD - Total schism Tunnel vision ONE WORLD - Taming the beast Fighting for peace ONE WORLD ONE WORLD ONE WORLD - Welcome to it ONE WORLD - Don't abuse it ONE WORLD - To live out your life ONE WORLD - Total schism Tunnel vision ONE WORLD - Taming the beast Fighting for peace Russians They're only people like us Do you really think they'd blow up the world They don't love their lives less America Stop singing hail to the chief Instead of thinking S.D.I. He should be thinking of peace ONE, TWO,- NOT THREE, FOUR,- DIE ONE, TWO,- NOT THREE, FOUR,- DIE Ignorance, is no excuse For violence NO ONE WINS ... ONE WORLD ONE WORLD ONE WORLD - Welcome to it ONE WORLD - Don't abuse it ONE WORLD - To live out your life ONE WORLD - Total schism Tunnel vision ONE WORLD - Taming the beast Fighting for peace ONE WORLD!

Stop it! There's been too much debate. We could save ourselves from Holocaust, Or is that just our fate? Start now! But we continue to balk. We let the genie out of the bottle, But we still hold the cork. Bridge: One, Two - NOT! Three, Four - DIE! One, Two - NOT! Three, Four - DIE! Pre-chorus: Ignorance, is no excuse for violence. No one wins. Chorus: ONE WORLD! ONE WORLD!! ONE WORLD! - Welcome to it, ONE WORLD! - Don't abuse it. ONE WORLD! - To live out your life, ONE WORLD! - Total schism, Tunnel vision. ONE WORLD - Taming the beast, Fighting for peace! Killing, You pushed a button, that's all you did. It's much harder to kill a man, [ Anthrax Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ] If you've seen picture of his kids. Responsability, And what are all our lives worth? What kind of sentence would you serve, For killing the earth? Bridge Pre-Chorus Chorus MOSH PART LEAD BREAK Chorus Russians, They're only people like us. Do you really think they'd blow up the world? They don't love their lives less. America, Stop singing hail to the chief. Instead of thinking S.D.I., He should be thinking of peace! Bridge Pre-Chorus Chorus ONE WORLD!!!!

Envisions life one generation after a nuclear war, in which the focus of the singer takes on the character living in a submarine like his forefathers did after the bombs dropped and the land destroyed. Lyrics of note are the refrain: "Bye bye empire empire, bye bye." As well the lyric" drinking heavy water from a stone (Stein in some versions)" which notes a nuclear powered vessel, as the source of fresh drinking water may only be what is not contaminated from the nuclear reactor but still converted as heavy water. and the sad lyric: " I can trace my history, down one generation to my home, in one of our submarines, one of our submarines, is missing tonight, seems she went aground on maneuvers." Check it out, even better, find his video called "Golden Age of Wireless, and watch the video. Some post WW2 sub fotage to be found there.

1982: Video games train the kids for war.
Army chic in high-fashion stores.
Law and order's done their job.
Prisons filled while the rich still rob.
Assassination politics.
Violence rules within' our nation's midst.
Well ignorance is their power tool.
You'll only know what they want you to know.
The television cannot lie.
Controlling media with smokescreen eyes.
Nuclear politicians picture show.
The acting's lousy but the blind don't know.
They scare us all with threats of war.
So we forget just how bad things are.
You taste the fear when you're all alone.
They gonna git'cha when you're on your own.
The silence of conspiracy.
Slaughtered on the altar of apathy.
You gotta wake up from your sleep.
'Cause meek inherits earth...six feet deep.
Open your eyes see the lies right in front of ya.
Open your eyes.....

Lyrics: Day after day it reappears; night after night my heartbeat shows the fear; ghosts appear and fade away

P.O.E. is from the Adam Ant Album Vive Le Rock. It was obviously inspired the the film Dr. Strangelove. One line goes like "Dang your ass Mr. Kruschev,don't go dropping on here." It also has line for line the speech Slim Pikins gave when he was about to drop the bomb.

The most important Chilean band of the 1980s, Los Prisioneros, released 'Pa Pa Pa' on their 1987 album 'La Cultura De La Basura' (Trash Culture), and the song includes the following lyric: Me encantan las canciones de amor, y aquellas que piden un mundo mejor. Vivo con el miedo al dedo que alguna vez apretara el boton. A literal translation of which is: I adore songs about love, and those that ask for a better world. I live with the fear of the finger that one day will press the button. Yes, it's the dreaded Button again, and I'm sure the finger we're thinking of here is that of the late Ronald Reagan. Los Prisioneros are historically important as one of the principal manifestations of artistic defiance to Pinochet's military regime in Chile, but they are also the authors of some very fine pop songs, including 'Pa Pa Pa'. The odds are that you won't have heard of them if you are not from Latin America or Spain, but I'd strongly recommend getting hold of some of their music if you can.

Song about how fear of World War III consumed kids in the 80s. "I try to talk to girls, but I keep thinking about World War III."

A final page is written/ in the books of history/ as man unleashed his deadly bombs/ and sent troops overseas/ to fight a war that can't be won/ and kills the human race/ a show of greed and ignorance/ man's quest for dominance/ they say when a mistake is made/ a lesson has been learned/ but this time theres no second chance/ the hate engulfs the world/ a million lives are lost each day/ a city slowly burns/ a mother holds her dying child/ but no one is concerned.

Party at ground zero A "B" movie starring you And the world will turn to flowing Pink vapor stew Johnny, go get your gun, for the commies are in our hemisphere today Ivan, go fly your MIG, for the Yankee imperialists have come to play Johnny goes to Sally's house to kiss her goodbye But Daddy says to spend the night They make love 'till the early morning light For tomorrow Johnny goes to fight Johnny, Ivan, Ian, everybody come along for our nations need new heroes Time to sing a new war song CHORUS Please do not fear 'cause Fishbone is here to say (say what?) Just have a good time the stop sign is far away The toilet has flushed and green lights are a ghost And drop drills will be extinct Speedracer cloud has come They know not what they've done Sin has just won The planet is a crumb CHORUS from their eponymous album of 1985

"Meanwhile there's a light over the ocean "Burning brighter than the sun "And a man sits alone in a bar and says 'Oh God, "What have we done?' " (part of a nightmare description of life with "one spaceman in the White House")

From the "Close To The Bone" album. Describes a post-war scenario. The war is one and everybody is supposed to celebrate. Yet, rather than celebrating and cheering, they are busy crying over the loss of their homes and their dear ones.

Poem For A Nuclear Romance (2:47) Lyrics by Anne Clark Music by David Harrow What will it matter then When the sky's not blue but blazing red The fact that I simply love you When all our dreams lay deformed and dead We'll be two radioactive dancers Spinning in different directions And my love for you will be reduced to powder The screams will perform louder and louder Your marble flesh will soon be raw and burning And kissing will reduce my lips to a pulp Hideous creatures will return from the underground And the fact that I love you Will die You don't have to sleep to see mightmares Just hold me close Then closer still And you'll feel the probabilities Pulling us apart

No one likes us-I dont know why We may not be perfect, but heaven knows we try But all around, even our old friends put us down Lets drop the big one and see what happens We give them money-but are they grateful? No, theyre spiteful and theyre hateful They dont respect us-so lets surprise them Well drop the big one and pulverize them Asia's crowded, Europes too old Africa is far too hot And Canada's too cold South America stole our name Lets drop the big one There'll be no one left to blame us Well save Australia Don't wanna hurt no kangaroo We'll build an all American amusement park there They got surfin, too! Boom goes London and boom Paree More room for you and more room for me And every city the whole world round Will just be another American town Oh, how peaceful it will be Well set everybody free You'll wear a Japanese kimono And there'll be Italian shoes for me

lyrics like "let's drop the big one and see what happens"

Red Russians shot my rocket down (x2) See, I was riding in my Jumbo I was sitting in the chair When a squadron full of Bolsheviks came flying through the air They were Communists and assholes, They were hicks and they were squares They were Communists in MiGs They got me then and there Red Russians shot my rocket down (x2) Bring it on down Rock it on down Oh, Rock and Roll - phew! It's a song about life. Yeh, it's a song about life. Yeh, real life Red Russians shot my rocket down (x2) So what are you gonna do? What are you gonna do about it? (repeat) What are you gonna do about this, President, Man? Happy Birthday, dear Mr. President!

Time has come for all to know, evil rules on earth.
It's too late to stake your claim, it's all turned to surf
Primeval. Primeval. Burn...Burn...Burn.

From the 1980 album 'A', titled after the British Govt's public information programme, the lyrics pretty much say it all..... They said protect and you'll survive --- (but our postman didn't call) 8lbs. of over-pressure wave seemed to glue him to the wall They said protect and you'll survive E.M.P. took out the radio --- (and our milk-man didn't call) Flash blinded by the pretty lights, didn't see his bottles fall or feel the warm black rain arrive Big friendly cloud builds in the West (and our dust-men haven't called) They left the dual carriageway at a hundred miles an hour --- a tail wind chasing them away And in deep shelters lurk below, sub-regional control who sympathise but cannot help to mend your body or your soul Self-appointed guadians of the race with egg upon their face When steady sirens sing all-clear they pop up, find nobody here And so I watch two new suns spin --- (our paper man doesn't call) Burnt shadow printed on the road --- now there's nothing there at all They said protect and you'll survive

Now you search the open evening sky
Trace the memories in your eyes
For the prophet's hard rain and the deluge
Lie in tears around your door
Once there were trees and livestock here
A mother's love, the warnings clear
But you chose to turn away from fear
Once in a lifetime
You die
Once in a moment
The sun goes down
Protect and survive

Well the government's made a document To help prevent embarrassment And in the event of an accident Catching us with our trousers down It's no use to you when you're dead Nor even when alive And the name of this peace of paper is Protect and survive So when the nuke's come raining down It's great to be alive, well World War Three can be such fun If you protect and survive Protect and survive Well a nuclear strike can be recognised It would stand out in a crowd There's a flash, then a bang, then a blast of heat Then a bloody great mushroom cloud So if you happen to see one at the end of your street Would you please pick up the telephone And inform your local police So when the nuke's come raining down It's great to be alive, well World War Three can be such fun If you protect and survive Protect and survive Put sticky tape on your windows Block your ears and close your eyes But it won't make a blind bit of difference You won't have to watch yourself fry If you find yourself in the target zone And you haven't got a shelter Take a spade into the garden And dig like merry hell, sir https://www.free-lyrics.org So when the nuke's come raining down It's great to be alive, well World War Three can be such fun If you protect and survive Protect and survive They've got strategic ICBM's Both theatre and tactical With independently targeted Multiple reentry vehicle's Backfire bombers, Polaris sub's, cruise missiles And the boy's who hang around the Pentagon Can't wait to use these toys So when the nuke's come raining down It's great to be alive, well World War Three can be such fun If you protect and survive Protect and survive When Armageddon gets underway And the rockets come pouring down All the bloody politicians who started it Will scuttle off underground And when they finally reemerge With no life to be found They can administrate the rubble And they can order each other a round So when the nuke's come raining down It's great to be alive, well World War Three can be such fun If you protect and survive Protect and survive For they give us a four-minute warning When the rockets are on their way To give us time to panic and Christians time to pray So when you hear the siren's going Place your head between your thighs Whilst maintaining this posture You can make a final gesture And with a little muscular pressure You can kiss your arse goodbye So when the nuke's come raining down It's great to be alive, well World War Three can be such fun If you protect and survive Protect and survive Protect and survive Protect and...

"Put Down your weapon, or we'll all be gone" (Diesel and Dust 1987)

Quite Unusual The sun went down and the ground started sort of grinding A blinding light tore across the sky A cyclone swept the landscape out and left it completely flattened out And several twirls of smoke unfolded like gigantic flowers The way the morning broke was quite unusual I should have woken up at once, but this was no concern of mine, so I kept on dreaming My eyes roamed over the burning ruins In less time than it takes to tell And I felt like And I felt like being numbed, I felt like mesmerized The way the morning broke was quite unusual More than words can say In less time than it takes to tell

The lyrics talk of a nuclear explosion and Former President JFK is heard in the song. It is found on a rare CD called "Retro Club Classics". The beginning of the song is a countdown and the last line of the song is "Let me tell you how the Commies plant propaganda back home". The song talks about the radiation and the fallout due to radiation.It is hands DOWN the number 1 song regarding Nuclear War.

'This forgotten Indian Summer in a Year of Atomic Tests' 'Some guy in advanced artillery already saw this thing; said its gonna put this world at ease.'

Something changed today
Everything is out of place
You said we had to go
Because you saw the red shadows
Close your eyes and it wont go away
You know the end is here today
Say goodbye turn your head
The time has come just like you said (Red Shadows)
I can feel the electric rain
The night won't come again
And your face, it has turned so gray
You wish it was yesterday, yesterday
Goodbye my love
I'll see you soon I don't know where
I don't have a clue
Don't look back, don't make the turn
They told me that these red shadows burn
Red shadows, red shadows
Tell me now it's true
Are these red skyies really blue
Tell me is it a lie
Because I don't see any sky at all
I can feel the electric rain
The night won't come again
Your face has turned so gray
We all wish it was yesterday!!!

Red skies at night, red skies at night Wo oh, wo oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Red skies at night, red skies at night Wo oh, wo oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Should have taken warning It's just, people mourning, running, hiding, lost You can't find, find a place to go So it's red skies at night, red skies at night Wo oh, wo oh oh oh oh Should have taken warning It's just, people mourning, running, hiding, lost You can't find, find a place to go So it's red skies at night, red skies at night Wo oh, wo oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Red skies at night, red skies at night Wo oh, wo oh oh Someone's taking over And it looks like they're aiming right at you Someone says, We'll be dead by morning Someone cries, leaving Red eyes at night, red eyes at night

Ride the Wind Wish I could hop that old freight train and leave these blues behind The ways to get away from here been weighinâ€^TM on my mind I know no train can take me where I really want to go But come the dawn I will be gone… Iâ€^TMll ride the wind, you know… Iâ€^TMll just get up and go! Chorus: Ride the wind! Stand the storm! There ainâ€^TMt no place to hide! Ride the wind! Stand the storm! We cannot be denied! Farewell, my friends, Iâ€^TMll miss you all… Iâ€^TMll miss you one and all One of these years I shall return… most likely in the fall So keep the faith that we have known in Love and Liberty And when we once embrace again we shall be strong and free… In Truth we shall be free! Chorus Instrumental Chorus Cold winds blow across the land… Dark clouds gather gloom Children wake up crying… Parents rush into the room Itâ€^TMs just another nightmare of impending days of doom But weâ€^TMre gonna tear â€oeyour terrorâ€� down and make the deserts bloom! Yeah, thatâ€^TMs what we assume! Chorus Itâ€^TMs just like us to rise again when we have sunk so low Those who have no sense of shame will never learn to grow We cannot live locked in the past… The winter canâ€^TMt stop spring! So let us join our hearts in hope… Letâ€^TMs hear those voices ring! Yeah, letâ€^TMs hear those voices sing! Chorus Instrumental Chorus Copyright 1988 Victor René Sadot/BMI/Orbian Love Music This song was the title cut for the 12 song LP Ride the Wind released in 1988. https://www.vicsadot.com Hear the full song for free here: Ride the Wind â€" Broadsides & Retrospectives by Vic Sadot on Last FM Internet Radio https://www.last.fm/music/Vic+Sadot/_/Ride+The+Wind Still commercially on a compilation called Broadsides & Retrospectives at CD Baby: https://cdbaby.com/cd/vicsadot2

From the Controvercy album. "Ronnie Talk 2 Russia, before it's 2 late, before 2 Late, before it's 2 late..."

Ronnie talk 2 Russia B4 it's 2 Late.

Well this is a Brazilian song from the 80's when everyone had the nuclear paranoia. The title translated to english is 'The Hiroshima Rose' an analogy to the radioactive cloud produced by Little Boy (the first A-Bomb dropped by B-29 Enola Gay). The song itself is very pretty and the singer wonders if we all will taste what the inhabitants of Hiroshima had tasted, a bitter, radioactive and deadly rose. This song clearly makes it visible that the fear of the bomb wasn't restricted to countries who were in NATO or the Warsaw Pact (like USA, UK, URSS) but it was a global thing.

"...she remembered all about her days at Yale, before they turned it into a sheet of radioactive glass, 30 miles across..." Nuclear War is the whole theme of the song.

the song is about 3 mile island and comparing the inicedent to russian roulett

"Big Dick is a thumbs-up guy He shot a missile in the sky It functioned just as advertised Until the fire made him cry Look into it later When the dust is clearing off the crater."

"In the Soviet Union We celebrate reunion Because there will be no more fighting And we will make the United Nations be part of the celebrations The atomic war will never happen"

In Europe and America there's a growing feeling of hysteria Conditioned to respond to all the threats In the rhetorical speeches of the Soviets Mister Krushchev said, 'We will bury you' I don't subscribe to this point of view It'd be such an ignorant thing to do If the Russians love their children too How can I save my little boy From Oppenheimer's deadly toy? There is no monopoly on common sense On either side of the political fence We share the same biology Regardless of ideology Believe me when I say to you I hope the Russians love their children too There is no historical precedent to put Words in the mouth of the president There's no such thing as a winnable war It's a lie we don't believe anymore Mister Reagan says 'We will protect you' I don't subscribe to this point of view Believe me when I say to you I hope the Russians love their children too We share the same biology Regardless of ideology What might save us, me and you Is if the Russians love their children too

How can I save my little boy from Oppenheimer's deadly toy There is no monopoly in common sense On either side of the political fence We share the same biology Regardless of ideology Believe me when I say to you I hope the Russians love their children too There is no historical precedent To put the words in the mouth of the President There's no such thing as a winnable war It's a lie that we don't believe anymore Mr. Reagan says we will protect you I don't subscribe to this point of view Believe me when I say to you I hope the Russians love their children too.

In Europe and America, there's a growing feeling of hysteria Conditioned to respond to all the threats In the rhetorical speeches of the Soviets Mr. Khrushchev said we will bury you I don't subscribe to this point of view It'd be such an ignorant thing to do If the Russians love their children too How can I save my little boy from Oppenheimer's deadly toy There is no monopoly of common sense On either side of the political fence We share the same biology Regardless of ideology Believe me when I say to you I hope the Russians love their children too There is no historical precedent To put the words in the mouth of the president There's no such thing as a winnable war It's a lie we don't believe anymore Mr. Reagan says we will protect you I don't subscribe to this point of view Believe me when I say to you I hope the Russians love their children too We share the same biology Regardless of ideology What might save us me and you Is if the Russians love their children too This is one of the most moving anti-nuke songs ever made. I'm amazed no one else has thought of it yet!

Selected lyrics: I am nuclear murderer I am Polaris Ready to pounce at the touch of a button My systems locked in on military gluttons I rule on land, air and sea Pass judgment on humanity Winds blow from the bowels of hell Will we give warnings, only time will tell Launch the Polaris, the end doesn't scare us When will this cease THe warheads will all rust in peace Bomb shelters filled to the brim Survival such a silly whim World leaders sell missiles cheap fire from the sea Nuclear winter spreading disease The day of final conflict All pay the price The third world war Rapes peace, takes life

This is a great song about nuclear war... "we're gonna save our lifes/an' time is on my side/don't cry/i'm gonna realize/the breakup of the world"

Takes a second to say goodbye Say goodbye, oh, oh, oh It takes a second to say goodbye Say goodbye, oh, oh, oh, say bye bye Where you going to now? Lightning flashes across the sky East to west, do or die Like a thief in the night See the world by candlelight Fall, rise and Fall, rise and In an apartment on Time Square You can assemble them anywhere Held to ransom, hell to pay A revolution everyday USSR, GDR, London, New York, Peking It's the puppets It's the puppets who pull the strings Fall, rise and Fall, rise and Say goodbye, say goodbye Say goodbye, say goodbye Say goodbye It takes a second to say goodbye Say goodbye, oh, oh, oh Push the button and pull the plug Say goodbye, oh, oh, oh Fall, rise and Fall, rise and And they're doing the atomic bomb Do they know where the dance comes from? Yes, they're doing the atomic bomb They want you to sing along Say goodbye, say goodbye Say goodbye, say goodbye.

In an apartment on Time Square You can assemble them anywhere Held to ransom, hell to pay A revolution everyday USSR, GDR, London, New York, Peking It's the puppets, It's the puppets Who pull the strings Fall, rise and...Fall, rise and... Say goodbye, say goodbye Say goodbye, say goodbye Say goodbye It takes a second to say goodbye Say goodbye, oh, oh, oh Push the button and pull the plug Say goodbye, oh, oh, oh

i cant remember if this song is from the 80s, but it is definitely about nuclear war... part of Secret Missle: tell it in sorrow that Europe is erased from the world map. Within the nuclear explosions that still go on at the remaining parts of Asia show that millions of people will die. World HealthOrganization is insufficient and the United Nations Organization can't take the control to stop the war. Clouds of nuclear remnants and acid are still raining by and destroying forests and all living beings. The human race is vanishing and the same is the world... God save us ... Please...There is no reason to live a life in this f***ing century People dig each others graves peace disappears from coast to coast Traces of nuclear remains will lead the way to our race's dissolution Send in course to end it all Locked to it's target, secret missile Send in course Secret missile No escape the crime's epidemic all will end with a big explosion Disarmament fakes everyone soon we will end up dead Annihilated is the embryo premature death of a week's existence Technological shelter saves a few from this f***ing mess

part of the lyrics of this song are clearly reffering to the consequences of a nuclear war. Not sure if it's from the eighties though. "Blow the world apart with the press of a button We all say it shouldn't but we know it will happen Again and again like the rain and the ark Onwards forever eternally dark Eternally dark" "So we go on breeding - breeding contempt From all of the repression that this has meant If the bombs and the fire don't instantly kill Then the greed from the ashes certainly will Certainly will"

a song about the effects of and antidote to war. Once there was confidence but now there is fear Once there was laughter but now only tears Once there were reasons for our optimism But now we're all drowning in a sea of pessimism But I hope and I pray in my own naive way That one day we can reach some sort of understanding Try a little more sharing Yry a little more giving Might find a sense of belonging Might find a sense of belonging And I know you think I'm young and naive Because I go on CND marches, well that's my decision I think that you're the one who's naive If you believe all the things you see on television It's all propaganda and like a fool you accept it And like a fool you ignore it Why don't you try and stop it To try and find a sense of belonging I know you watch "World In Action" and "Panorama" And to you it's just another soap opera drama, it can't happen here Have a nice cup of tea and we'll all stay calm And we'll come to no harm in our nice warm underground shelters There'll be helter skelter There'll be babies dying, you'll hear their mothers crying I've seen the devil smiling, I've seen the devil smiling Try to find a sense of belonging A sense of belonging And you laugh and make jokes about what you will do When the button is pressed and we hear the four minute warning And if you think it's funny now wait 'till the bomb goes off You'll all be in fucking hysterics You'll see babies dying, you'll hear mothers crying I'm only asking for one thing Just want a sense of belonging No more weapons and no more wars No more violence What's it all for anyway?

In 1983 after the exile from Metallica, Lead singer and future frontman Dave Mustaine spent a week on a grey hound back to L.A. It was during this time that had saw a hand bill from then Senator Alan Cranston that stated: " The arsenal of megadeath cannot be rid..." This transformed into the song "set the world afire" which was originally called "megadeath" which in turn inspired the band name Megadeth.

Song about the droping of the Atomic bomb on Hiroshima

trials administer tidal oil that suffocating base the fire gold pouring mercury life given river deformed in amongst patient building raise an urgent call reformation strike the picking miners claw kick my ass waste the given gift the natural cure in the age of reason gone bad morning in between the cold stone ashes fall upon the wretched chosen ones 100 megatons evaporate those chosen vaporize case in point and deserving it vaccinate all stranger than whispering crushed velvet corpse grind awaiting underneath mask unneeded decisions come from one side of the brain insolent dented fibres optic looks the world of growth fleeting image ghost destruction t.v.screen

They gave you life and in return you gave them hell/ As cold as ice, I hope we live to tell the tale Also In vio-lent times you should-n't have to sell your soul /In black and white they real-ly, really ought to know.

From the album "Nuclear Furniture." The song is about the final showdown between the US and the USSR.

Soldier of fortune He's a man of war Just can't remember What he's fighting for Start a revolution Right before your eyes When you hear the big bang Don't you be surprised Can't you see it coming Shooting out across the moon Save this place In the valley of tears By the river of time From weapons race In the Book of David In the holy Bible When it's laid to waste It will be written By the children of Eden I said save this place And the Holy Ghost Showdown at big sky Darkness at high noon Showdown at big sky That day may be soon People, people

You believe every thing you see cuz you're watching the world on a color TV, you got nuclear war, atomic rain, and nuclear winter bout to freeze your brain.. Most of the old school electo is about the age of computers and Nuclear War.

Add the next lyric to this song. It reflects the desire to someday overcome the anticipated Soviet takeover with a second revolution by Americans "Swear allegiance to the flag, whatever flag they offer. Never hint at what you really feel. Teach the children quietly, for one day sons and daughters will rise up and fight while we stood still. " Gives the song a whole new meaning.

Take the children and yourself And hide out in the cellar By now the fighting will be close at hand Don't believe the church and state And everything they tell you Believe in me, I'm with the high command Can you hear me, can you hear me running? Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you? Can you hear me, can you hear me running? Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you? There's a gun and ammunition Just inside the doorway Use it only in emergency Better you should pray to God The Father and the Spirit Will guide you and protect from up here

In the Silos we sit and we wait for the bell that will tell us our masters have damned us to hell then the buttons we'll press and the missles, they'll fly, and what will we think as we're waiting to die We sit here each day my buddy and me and check and re-check all is as it should be and the buttons we press are apart far enough that no one man goes crazy and sets the thing off I'm just doing my job a man's got to eat there's bills to pay ad there's taxes to meet and it isn't my doing that flexes my wrist I'm just a cog on a wheel who am I to resist we sit here each day my buddy and I and try not to think of the million's who'll die but they live in my dreams and their screams fill my ears till I wake in a sweat and their eyes dissapear and where do I go for blessed relief for sleep without nightmares and days without grief these pills that i take and the whiskey and bear give me someplace to hide from the pain and the fear I'm just doing my job a man's gotta live there's church to attend and donations to give And i won't let you blame me when the order comes through, I'm just one man and I've got a job to do I dare not confess to my girl or my friends these doubts that have or the fear that descends When I think what my country is asking of me Do the others have doubts? Do they see what I see? And what if we couldn't when the final bell rang and all other silos decided the same What if no buttons were pressed and no missles flew would we be heroes or traitors to you so I just do my job and I try not to think and I hope to Christ no one brings us to the brink And i check and recheck and get lost in routine then I pop one more pill as I stare at the screen In the silos we sit and we wait for the bell that will tell us our masters have damned us to hell then the buttons we'll press and the missles they'l fly, and what will we think as we're waiting to die

and the stars from the battlefield shiver in tears the dead bright lesson from a million light years" "New Clear Days," the album that brought us the recession driven and karaoke destine "Turning Japanese," had a loose concept of the pitfalls of modern living as the sun set on the atomic age. This song was most representative of the impending and inevitable doom we were facing.

Very little explanation required... Minutes seemed like days Since fires ruled the sky The rich became the beggars And fools became the wise Memories linger in my brain, burning from the acid rain A pain I never have won Nothing here remains No future and no past No one could foresee The end that came so fast Hear the prophet make his guess That paradise lies in the west So join his quest for the sun Shades of death are all I see Fragments of what used to be The world slowly decays Destruction fills my eyes Harboring the image Of a spiraling demise Burning winds release their fury, simulating judge and jury Drifting flurries of pain Deafening silence reigns As twilight fills the sky Eventual supremacy As daylight waits to die Darkness always calls my name, a pawn in this recurring game Humanity going insane Shades of death are all I see [Skeletons of society Shades of death are all I see] Fragments of what used to be [Fragments of what used to be Skeletons of society] Minutes seem like days Corrosion fills the sky Morbid dreams of anarchy Brought judgment in disguise Memories linger in my brain, life with nothing more to gain Perpetual madness remains Shades of death are all I see Skeletons of society [Shades of death are all I see] Fragments of what used to be [Fragments of what used to be] Skeletons of society

The endlessly repeated chorus(Stop this missile building...) says it all.

This anti-war song from 1981 does not mention nuclear war specifically, but it's obvious from the biblical imagery included in the lyrics that the fear expressed in the song is of the end of the world. ABBA almost never did political songs. I attribute this one to the fear of nuclear war that began to grow rapidly all over Europe after Ronald Reagan assumed the presidency. "Do I hear what I think I'm hearing do I see the signs I think I see or is this just fantasy is it true that the beast is waking stirring in his restless sleep tonight in the pale moonlight in the grip of this cold December you and I have reason to remember Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing the songs that you and I don't sing they blow their horns and march along they drum their drums and look so strong you'd think that nothing in the world was wrong soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing the songs that you and I won't sing let's not look the other way taking a chance 'cause if the bugler starts to play we too must dance"

From "Wild Gift" (1981) Excerpts from lyrics: Let's not talk about bombs and the brain impulses of severed limbs. You will always subtract your arms from my arms Someone always interrupts when we talk so I'm gonna try to sing this line before my wash hangs out there for everyone to see. Stand there looking for the line the night before the world ends We can draw the line some other time. This midnight I will turn into a beer I will dream of you between nightmares and wars and toss and turn . . . . . .

I've been in this grass here for the last 10 hours My clothes are dirty but my mouth isn't dry How does it happen? Does it fly through the air? Oh I gave up asking days away I gave up asking Days away And now I'm lying here waiting for the Sound of Thunder Waiting for the Sound of Thunder Here I am, I'm a dotted line Cut the corner, stick me to your door I'm the man who stepped off the path and I just lie here It's what I was made for And now my eyes are closing, but I still feel the land Leaning out for the touch of my hand The world spins so fast that I might fly off The world spins so fast that I might fly off The world spins so fast, I might fly off

This song came up in the Cold War songs. But with the constant referal to radiation over red square, this is clearly specifically about nuclear war. And The term "Soviet Snow" clearly refers to nuclear fallout

This grossly underrated song from 1982 only made number 52 in the British Charts on it's release. The lyrics are quite interesting to know now, some 27 years later. Another one of many songs from a classic decade that grasped the fear and unrest of potential annihilation. Please look for the song and listen, it's a beauty. Here are the lyrics. Crying parents tell their children If you survive, don't do as we did a son exclaims there'll be nothing to do to Her daughter says she'll be dead with you While foreign affairs are screwing us rotten Line morale has hit rock bottom Dying embers stand forgotten Talks of peace were being trodden Stand or fall, state your peace tonight Stand or fall, state your peace tonight Is this the value of our existence Should we proclaim with such persistence Our destiny relies on conscience Red or blue what's the difference? Stand or fall, state your peace tonight Stand or fall, state your peace tonight An empty face reflects extinction Ugly scars divide the nation Desecrate the population There will be no exaltation Its the euro theater Its the euro theater Its the euro theater Stand or fall, state your peace tonight Stand or fall, state your peace tonight Its the euro theater Its the euro theater Its the euro theater Its the euro theater

This song is all about "the bomb" Even the title refers to nuclear war. Lyrics:"Maybe I'll run and hide, Tommorow change my mind, until then it's suicide" "Systems red, we switch to overload, DEFCON 5 were ready to explode, you think were humble, we take no prisoners,you drop that bomb, they'll be no prisoners!"

We go waiting for the stars To come showering down From Moscow to Mars Universe falling down You've got look real hard There's a fiery star hidden out there somewhere Not the satellite of love But a laser shooting out it's shiny tongue there God is love, God is war TV preacher tell me more Lord redeem me, am I pure? Pure as pure as Heaven Sent you money, sent you flowers Could worship you for hours In whose hands are we anyway? Go waiting for the stars To come showering down From Moscow to Mars Universe falling down You've got look real hard Is it in your heart? Yeah it's in there somewhere The power wrapped in your palm, show it to me Hit them with your wrath and thunder What's your pleasure? Tell it to me How did you know? Show your beauty In you somewhere, somewhere in me Pure as pure as Heaven Sent you money, sent you flowers Could worship you for hours In whose hands are we anyway? Yeehah Rolling along through a rose-colored glow The city looks pretty in pink Armageddon is here Did you ever have a lover leave you for another And take your love and kisses for granted? Never to discover war is not the answer Leave you only disenchanted God is love, God is war (God is love, God is war) TV preacher tell me more (God is pure as pure as Heaven) Father help me, am I pure? Pure as pure as Heaven Sent you money, sent you flowers (God is love, God is war) Could worship you for hours (God is pure as pure as Heaven) In whose hands are we anyway? Go waiting for the stars To come showering down From Moscow to Mars Universe falling down

1983: Static on the radio
Don't stay late, come home safe
You can never tell what waits for you
You knew the risks, you took the chance
Now the ones you left behind are gone
But you can't believe it, where did all the people go?
You're cryin' for an answer, static on the radio
Static on the radio
All the lights are out so far below
But you can't believe it, where did all the people go?
A finger on the button, static on the radio
Static on the radio

The narrator (Joe Strummer) emerges from a fallout shelter or bunker of some sort to find the landscape around him devestated by nuclear war- "The panorama of the city is wrong/ In fact the city seams to be gone!/They took it into the nuclear mine/Judging by this, they left nothing behind." He contemplates what he could have done but didn't- "If i could ride a train around the city/That holds this as our fate/I'd ride from electro-circuit central/To the shock inducer gate/...Not forgetting the bypass/Across the washington hooks/Through the phones and desks and screens/Of the kremlins crook of crooks." Set to a backdrop of eerie dub rock soundtrack,this is one of the most chilling songs about nuclear war. (also for cold-war songs see "Are You Re..y by the Clash Mk II)

Hey, Mr. Churchill comes over here to say we're doing splendidly But it's very cold out here in the snow, marching to win from the enemy Oh I say it's tough,I have had enough Can you stop the cavalry? I have had to fight, almost every night down throughout these centuries That is when I say, oh yes yet again Can you stop the cavalry? Mary Bradley waits at home in the nuclear fall-out zone Wish I could be dancing now in the arms of the girl I love Chorus: Dub a dub a dum dum Dub a dub a dum Dub a dum dum dub a dub Dub a dub a dum Dub a dub a dum dum Dub a dub a dum Dub a dum dum dub a dub Dub a dub a dum Wish I was at home for Christmas Bang! That's another bomb on another town While Luzar and Jim have tea If I get home, live to tell the tale I'll run for all presidencies If I get elected I'll stop - I will stop the cavalry Chorus Wish I was at home for Christmas Wish I could be dancing now in the arms of the girl I love Mary Bradley waits at home She has been waiting 2 years long Wish I was at home for Christmas

two icy cold hands conducting the ways...concrete and clay, general decay, nature must still find a way...will the world in the nighttime...will the world end daytime...and is there any point in ever having childern...stretch out and wait...how can you consciously contemplate when there is no debate...no debate...no debate

When the sun comes up in the dead of the night,
you won't escape from the blinding light.
Feel the blood running through your veins.
See the madness burning in their brains.
Nowhere to run.
No place to hide.
We're all along for that one-way ride.

I don't wanna go to war, I don't wanna go to war I said I know what I want and I don't wanna go war - do you follow me? I saw a soldier standing in a bar looked so tired he'd come so far he said "I need to love someone, before they drop the atom bomb"

This somber song describes an incident in the mid-50's when a japanese fishing boat was accidentally caught within the fallout zone from one of our H-bomb tests. "On the edge of the bay A day just like the next They gather their nets And face their boats around Over the rooftops Hear the hum of wings In seventeen seconds The world explodes And it buries the night a brave new sunrise With a sweep of the sword, a blood red sunrise You'll never see the faces Of the fishermen But you may see their shadows Burned against the wall And in the temple grounds New bamboo grows again As if the heat of the flame Had left no trace at all And there's a light in the eastern sky ... sunrise And there's no place a man can hide, the sunrise Well, it buries the night, a brave new sunrise With a sweep of the sword, a blood red sunrise But in the cool of the evening When the children sleep The old mountain remembers And hangs his head in clouds And there's a light in the eastern sky, yeah, ... sunrise And there's no place a man can hide, the sunrise Well, it buries the night, a brave new sunrise With a sweep of the sword, a blood red ... sunrise. "

A song about the U.S. Air Force Minuteman Missile crews and the Strategic Air Command. "It's lonely in the field that we send our fighters to wander They leave with minds of steel, It's their training solution We've programmed the way It's leads us to order There's no turning back A Surgical Strike We've taught them not to feel Performance is their task A Surgical Strike Its time is arriving now for you The plan for the day will be swift as the lightning they harness The atom display is not mindless solution At master control, assessment will not be by humans-There's no turning back A Surgical Strike We've taught them not to feel, performance is their task A Surgical Strike Its time is arriving now for you

What a way to Surrender -- Surrender What a way to Surrender -- Surrender It was a mid-summer night dream long ago I kinda got me a mood About me, hit me, Something was trying to tell me something I know it sounds pretty crazy really When you think about it, but I, Heard voices calling me saying Have you heard the good news personified You realise what we're talking about About the power of love Why don't the United Nations Declare a special night celebration We're gonna send the weapons up on a starry night Explode them above the atmosphere, it sounds right The whole damn world will be watching The magic mushrooms in the bright sky Such a night of splendour What a way to surrender What a way to surrender See me off down to grab the colonels and the generals To write a letter to the heads of the Government -- Government Asking them to name, the day-ay-ay If you think anything of anyone Why don't sit right down and write that letter Getting rid of that fear the sooner the better How about this for a mid-summer night dream A night we all will remember All will remember We're gonna send the weapons up on a starry night Explode them above the atmosphere, It sure sounds right (believe me) The whole damn world will be watching The whole damn world will be cheering Such a night of splendour What a way to surrender What a way to surrender What a way to surrender What a way to surrender

late 1980s song that envisions Ronald Reagan living in a fantasy world where warfare is romanticized as in an old fashioned Hollywood movie, with potentially dire consequences. Can't think of one that better encapsulates the fear (fortunately not borne out) that Reagan was exactly the wrong person to entrust with the nuclear button. lyric: 'Cause he's always living back in Dixon Circa 1949 And we're all sitting at the fountain, at the five and dime 'Cause he's living in some B-movie The lines they are so clearly drawn In black and white life is so easy And we're all coming along on this one 'Cause he's on a secret mission Headquarters just radioed in He left his baby at the dance hall While the band plays on some sweet song And on a mission over China The lady opens up her arms The flowers bloom where you have placed them And the lady smiles, just like mom Angels wings are icing over McDonnell-Douglas olive drab They bear the names of our sweethearts And the captain smiles, as we crash 'Cause in the mind of Ronald Reagan Wheels they turn and gears they grind Buildings collapse in slow motion And trains collide, everything is fine Everything is fine Everything is fine

This song came out of the Great Peace March for Global Nuclear Disarmament, a nine-month, cross-country walk from Los Angeles to Washington, DC. The Soviet Union had already stopped nuclear testing; the peace marchers called for the US to join the ban. The song is available as part of Monagan's online memoir at: https://astrangeplacecalledhome.blogspot.com
I want a test ban treaty under my tree;
I want a test ban treaty, give it to me.
I don't want no hat or high heeled shoes;
I want a gift that will make the evening news;
I don't want no diamonds or LTD;
I want a test ban treaty under my tree;
I want a test ban;
I want a test ban;
I don't want no wrappin', ribbons or bow;
I want the only thing sweeter than mistletoe;
Give it to the country, give it to me,
give it to the world and set us free
with a test ban, you know we really want a test ban;
I want my stocking stuffed with someting legit,
and a test ban treaty, well I know it would fit;

In 1914 a war began,
a million soldiers lent a hand,
Weren't many planes to give support,
hand to hand was the way they fought.
Young men were called up for the cause,
for king and country and the cross,
In their naivete they thought it was for glory,
so they'd been taught.
In 1939 once again there came the sound of marching men,
Occupying European land,
all the way to North French sands,
But, in the final year of that war,
two big bangs settled the score,
Against Japan, who'd joined the fight,
the rising sun didn't look so bright.
Since that day it's been stalemate,
everyone's scared to obliterate,
So it seems for peace we can thank the bomb,
so I say thank Christ for the bomb (3)

"If that's the only thing that's stopping war, then thank God for the bomb"

carnivore was basicaly "type o negative" before they were type o.their whole concept for the band was all about civilization rising from the ashes of a nuclear war and fighting for survival in a violent future.

The music's interrupted by an old Familiar sound We've heard it all our lives Who paid attention Then the radio announcer tells us This has been a test I never heard the rest I always changed the station Mr. President our radar shows An image in the skies And we believe it's headed our Direction The Russians aren't responding And we're up against the clock It seems there's no avoiding This deadly confrontation And this is not a test No video effect No science fiction quest for glory And this is not a test There'll be no turning back The hour is at hand And this is not a test You can ignore We've not been here before Let's hear it for the war How did peace and freedom Disappear before our very eyes And leave us in this desperate situation There is no way to justify For country or for God The heavens are a battlefield And now this confrontation

Ah well, that's this world over Ah well, next one begins Will you smile like any mother As you bathe your brand new twins? Will you sing about the missiles As you dry odd numbered limbs? Ah well, that's this world over Ah well, next one begins Ah well, that's this world over You sadly grin Will you tell them about that far off and mythical land About their leader with the famous face? Will you tell them that the reason nothing ever grows In the garden anymore Because he wanted to win the craziest race That's this world over

Picture a bright blue ball, just spinning, spinnin free, Dizzy with eternity. Paint it with a skin of sky, Brush in some clouds and sea, Call it home for you and me. A peaceful place or so it looks from space, A closer look reveals the human race. Full of hope, full of grace Is the human face, But afraid we may lay our home to waste. There's a fear down here we can't forget. Hasn't got a name just yet. Always awake, always around, Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down. Ashes, ashes, all fall down. . . . If the game is lost, Then we're all the same. No one left to place or take the blame. We can leave this place and empty stone Or that shinin' ball we used to call our home. So the kids they dance And shake their bones, And the politicians throwin' stones, Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down. Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

Radio K.A.O.S. was a Waters concept album about a boy who hears radio waves in his head and triggers a simulated nuclear war. "Radio Waves" was a modest hit, but "The Tide Is Turning" was a ballad on the back side referencing the impending demise of the USSR and its relation to nuclear wars, etc.

The whole song seems to be a reference to the effects of nuclear fallout/radiation on the environment and on living things

"You choose / Between living and a Tomahawk Cruise."

I had a nightmare only yesterday, you played a skeleton, you took my love then died that day, I played an american !!!, from the sky you could almost see them cry? TORA TORA TORA

"Sitting here with my love tonight, News is breaking from the south, On the radio, on the radio; Brother lead and sister steel, Are playing out their final scene, On the radio, on the radio" Yes I'm always going to be with you, My love always going to be with you, Until the day comes down, The man is on the radio, "This is station planet Earth, we're closing down, Transmission ends, Station planet Earth is closing down, Transmission ends, transmission ends."

An Italian early 80's hit. Set to a cheerful tropical music, the first part of the lyrics translates to something like this:
"What a strange dream
About a volcano and a city
People dancing on an island
A small jazz orchestra
Was playing Blue Gardenia
Water was slowly boiling to the east
The explosion and then,
A sweet, sweet atomic tan
Amidst the sweet, sweet music
Everything was falling apart
While the TV Kept telling
While the TV Kept singing <>."
I've always found the idea of the TV advertising soft drinks during a nuclear holocaust delightfully harrowing.

Insania 20 14 We've thrown away our former gods Controlling now our day We have created better ones So we control the way We are the ones with the power To hold down the enemy Our gods are perfection And they are protecting our lives We still need some more of them To be safe from the other side As long as we're stronger Nothing will happen to us Fireflash in the night Just an evil dream Holy war in the sky. . . .never Insania 20 16 Error in store 103 We watch the sun at night The pretty gods we've built ourselves Now terminate our lives Silicon brain powered voices Are crying "attack" tonight Our gods are now fighting In anger, burning our world Doomsday has come And there is no place to hide away The future is over And there is no turning back Fireflash in the night Now reality Holy war in the sky. . . . (Chorus) Twilight of the gods Insania's dead and gone Another world was born But the twilight soon will come Fireflash in the night Now reality Holy war in the sky (Chorus)

Refers to the Doomsday Clock - "Two minutes to midnight, the hands that threaten doom."

2 minutes to midnight the hands that threaten doom. A reference to the Doomsday Clock.

2 minutes to midnight, The hands that threaten doom. 2 minutes to midnight, To kill the unborn in the womb. Since it's first issue in 1947, The Bulletin of the Atomic Scientists has maintained a "Doomsday Clock" with midnight representing global catastrophe.

in my rear view mirror the sun is going down sinking behind bridges in the road and i think of all the good things that we have left undone and i suffer premonitions confirm suspicions of the holocaust to come the rusty wire that holds the cork that keeps the anger in gives way and suddenly it's day again the sun is in the east even though the day is done two suns in the sunset hmmmmmmmmm could be the human race is run like the moment when your brakes lock and you slide toward the big truck and stretch the frozen moments with your fear and you'll never hear their voices and you'll never see their faces you have no recourse to the law anymore and as the windshield melts my tears evaporate leaving only charcoal to defend finally i understand the feelings of the few ashes and diamonds foe and friend we were all equal in the end

In my rear view mirror the sun is going down Sinking behind bridges in the road And I think of all the good things That we have left undone And I suffer premonitions Confirm suspicions Of the holocaust to come. The wire that holds the cork That keeps the anger in Gives way And suddenly it's day again. The sun is in the east Even though the day is done. Two suns in the sunset Hmmmmmmmmmm Could be the human race is run. Like the moment when the brakes lock And you slide towards the big truck Oh no![scream] Daddy, Daddy!You stretch the frozen moments with your fear. And you'll never hear their voices And you'll never see their faces You have no recourse to the law anymore. And as the windshield melts My tears evaporate Leaving only charcoal to defend. Finally I understand the feelings of the few. Ashes and diamonds Foe and friend We were all equal in the end. ...and now the weather. Tomorrow will be cloudy with scattered showers spreading from the east ... with an expected high of 4000 degrees Celsius

In my rear view mirror the sun is going down, sinking behind bridges in the road, and I think of all the good things we have left undone and I suffer premonitions, confirmed suspicions of the holocaust to come. The rusty wire that holds the cork that keeps the anger in, gives way and suddenly it's day again. The sun is in the east even though the day is done, two suns in the sunset, hmmmmmmmmmmm, could be the human race is run. Like the moment when the brakes lock, and you slide towards the big truck. You stretch the frozen moments with your fear, and you'll never hear their voices, and you'll never see their faces, you have no recourse to the law anymore. And as the windshield melts and my tears evaporate, leaving only charcoal to defend. Finally I realize the feelings of the few, ashes and diamonds, foe and friend we will all equal in the end.

The US forces give the nod It's a setback for your country Bombs and trenches all in rows Bombs and threats still ask for more Divided world the CIA Who controls the issue You leave us with no time to talk You can write your own assessment Sing me songs of no denying Seems to me too many trying Waiting for the next big thing Will you know it when you see it High risk children dogs of war Now market movements call the shots Business deals in parking lots Waiting for the meat of tomorrow Everyone is too stoned to start emission People too scared to go to prison We're unable to make decisions Political party line don't cross that floor L. Ron Hubbard can't save your life Superboy takes a plutonium wife In the shadows of Ban the Bomb we live Sing me songs of no denying Seems to me too many trying Waiting for the next big thing

The lyric "I am the doctor" refers to the movie "Dr. Strangelove, or How I Learned to Love the Bomb". The bombadier, Tex, rides a nuke down from his B-52 in that movie. You MUST watch it--it's a sci-fi classic!!

They have said that both the song and the album were named after a photo exhibit about the bombing of Hiroshima. Lyrics: Ice Your only rivers run cold These city lights They shine as silver and gold Dug from the night Your eyes as black as coal Walk on by Walk on through Walk 'til you run And don't look back For here I am Carnival The wheels fly and the colors spin Through alcohol Red wine that punctures the skin Face to face In a dry and waterless place Walk on by Walk on through So sad to besiege your love so head on Stay this time Stay tonight in a lie I'm only asking but I... I think you know Come on take me away Come on take me away Come on take me home Home again And if the mountain should crumble Or disappear into the sea Not a tear, no not I Stay in this time Stay tonight in... Ever after, this love in time And if you save your love Save it all Don't push me too far Don't push me too far Tonight Tonight Tonight...

go and join the army said the father to the son, see the world around you boy and learn to use a gun, think you're something special while they'll make you just the same, there's nothing wrong in dying after all it's just a game... (the whole song is like that!)

The whole song has a strong anti-nuke feel.

This spanish song sounds so funny and inspires beaches and holidays. But it describes people running to the beach because a nuclear bomb has been dropped. Now they all wear hats ("todos con sombreros") because the radioactive beams burn their hair ("nos quema el cabello").

"If we explode the atom bomb, would they say that we were dumb?" This isn't the dominant theme, but it's certainly a key part of the song

"They blew the horn, and the walls came down". "I don't think there are any more Russians, and there aint no yanks, just corporate criminals, playing with tanks". The horn is the warning siren, the walls are the structures destroyed. Last reference is a corporate controlled post apocolyptic world.

from the album 'Waking Up With The House On Fire' 1984 "war is stupid and people are stupid"

This song reached No2 in the British Charts in October 1984. it is from Culture Club's 1984 album 'Waking Up With The House On Fire. War is stupid and people are stupid And I heard the banging of hearts and fingers.

https://www.discogs.com/artist/Art+Interface Minimal synth-pop from 1984. You've gotta live each day like it's your last. You're going to lose it all in a nuclear blast!

Tina Turner starred and sang a hit song for the movie Thunderdome. The Mel Gibson fick was about human survival in a post apocalyse Australia. I am sure that there are anti-nuke sentiments in the song.

We got the neutron bomb, We got the neutron bomb We got the neutron, gonna drop it all over the place Yer gonna get it on yer face Foreign aid from the land of the free But don't blame me We got the neutron bomb, We got the neutron bomb We got the neutron, don't understand you don't know what you mean We don't want you we want your machines United Nations and NATO won't do It's just the red, white and blue We got the neutron bomb, We got the neutron bomb We got the neutron, that's the way it's gotta be Survivial of the fittest is the way it's gonna be We don't want it, we don't want it, Don't blame me We don't want it, we don't want it, Don't blame me

This song is about Iraq launching a nuclear strike on America on Thanksgiving: Yeah, yeah, there'll be a bomb, It'll come down from the sky, Like you've never seen before, And you'll all ask why.

Blood so deap the horse must hold his head up high In the valley of decision where 1/3 of the world will die Beat your hoes and plows into axes and spears As the armies meet in a battle they've predicted for years Let the weak say I'm a warrior - bring down the warriors Let the faithless regain faith- your faith is hopeless The prophets & psychics & the military agree Continued world crisis leads us straight to WWIII Roll out the red carpet, let the angel of death ride in To the valley of decision let the mayhem begin Let the weak say I'm a warrior - bring down the warriors Let the faithless regain faith- your faith is hopeless Apocalyptic madness, 2/3 of the world in sadness The other third is gone but the insanity lingers on Crumbled cities in an aftermath of hate No way to stop it because it's too late The anti-christ, his mission done The dead are the only lucky ones Are you ready? The picture's painted For the valley the scene set Of decision, make your decision For the valley it's too late Welcome -- welcome to reality Welcome -- welcome to reality Welcome -- welcome to reality Make your decision You've got no choice

I always thought that PE's reference to a terror dome was in relation to missle defense and nuclear war paranoia.

THE BUTTON PUSHER Enoch Kent Chorus: I'm the man, the well-fed man in charge of the terrible knob The most pleasing thing about it, it's almost a permanent job When the atom war is over and the world is split in three A consolation I've got, well maybe it's not, there'll be nobody left but me I sit at me desk in Washington in charge of this great machine More vicious than Adolf Hitler, more deadly than strychenine And in the evening after a tiring day just to give meself a laugh I hit the button a playful belt and I listen for the blast (Chorus) If Brezjnev starts his nonsense and makes a nasty smell With a wink and a nod from Nixon, I'll blast them all to hell And as for that fellow Castro, him with the sugar cane He needn't hide behind his whiskers, I'll get 'm just the same (Chorus) If me wife denies me conjucular rights or me breakfast milk is sour From eight to nine in the morning you're in for a nervous hour The button being so terribly close, it's really a dreadful joke A bump with me ass as I go past and we'll all go up in smoke (Chorus) Now I'm thinking of joining the army, the army that bans the bomb We'll take up a large collection and I'll donate my thumb For without it I am helpless and that's the way to be You don't have to kill the whole bloody lot to make the people free

When the bomb drops there will be a bank holiday Everybody happy in their tents and carivans Everybody happy in their ignorance and apathy No one realises 'til the television breaks down...

When the Children Cry (4:20) little child dry your crying eyes how can I explain the fear you feel inside cause you were born into this evil world where mas is killing man and no one knows just why what we have become just look what we have done all that we destroyed you must build again when the children cry let them know we tried cause when the children sing then the new world begins little child you must show the way to a better day for all the young cause you were born for all the world to see taht we all can live with love and peace no more presidents and all the wars will end one united world under god when the children cry let them know we tried cause when the children sing then the new world begins what we have become just look what we have done all that we destroyed you must build again no more presidents and all the wars will end one united world under god when the children cry let them know we tried when the children fight let them know it ain't right when the children pray let them know the way cause when the children sing then the new world begins Bridge: When the cildren cry let them know we tried when children fight let them it aint right when the children pray let them know we're away cause when the children sing the new world begins

Self explanatory: (spoken) On the first day of the first month in some distant year The whole sky froze golden Some said it was the aftermath of the radium bomb While others told of a final retribution A terrible revenge of the gods (sung) But we understood the grand finale Fulfillment of a prophecy told many years before So all that was left was... All the women were captured and chained And national suicide was proclaimed And New America fell to the ground And all the children lay crippled and lame But all the nations came together In fear of the thought of the end No more would we fight in the streets No courage had we to defend When the walls came tumbling down When the walls came tumbling down Everybody ran as they screamed at the sound When the walls came tumbling down When the walls came tumbling down When the walls came tumbling down Everybody ran as they screamed at the sound A blinding light the sun had died A new moon took its place Tidal waves and open graves the fate of the unhuman race The city's heart no longer beats no pity have I left to lend A sinner sits reciting Dylan it's now that I welcome the end When the walls came tumbling down When the walls came tumbling down When the walls came tumbling down Everybody ran as they screamed at the sound When the walls came tumbling down When the walls came tumbling down When the walls came tumbling down Nobody made a sound Down!

Lonely figures waiting, Shadows on a hill, Looking into valleys where everything is still. Only death is lurking, The creeping sickness waits So who's gonna win the war, Who's gonna win the war. Radiation-Wasteland in the setting-sun Dust clouds they are rising to obliterate the guns. Already weeds are writing their scriptures in the sand, So who's gonna win the war, Who's gonna win the war. Enough said !!!

song about the Cuban missile crisis. In the name of glory we set offto the sea, in the name of liberty fighting to be free, but one mistake can lay it all to rest. I need to know if there will be a sun rise in the morning,I need to know, will there be a sky?

"Can you tell me please, who won?"

"Can you tell me please, who won?"

John Lydon of Sex Pistols and Public Image Ltd. & Afrika Bambaataa released this one-off single in 1985. Only a couple of lines directly address nuclear war Yes, the world is headed for destruction. Is it a nuclear war? What are you asking for?, We've come to drop a bomb on you. / World destruction, kaboom, kaboom, kaboom!, but the lyrics mostly center on the various conflicts between nations and peoples that make such a disaster seem rational.

...if AIDS don't get you then the warheads will

"Forget it!" came from the president's door. "I'll make us have another war. It don't matter what the people think. We have to save our precious brink. Here I go, I'll push the (first) bomb. Yeah, it's headed straight for Guam. All the rest will release soon. Right into your living room." World War III

Vancouver's Greatest Punk Band: WW III, WW III, WW III, don't you bloody see?
WW III It doesn't matter what you say, you won't make it no bleedin way
You haven't got any choice, you really haven't got any voice
Preventive measures have been taken, it'll really help against nuclear rapin
No streets, no people, left on the land, the policy ran out on our plan
That's right... World war, lotsa fun
People in a panic, on the run
World war, lotsa fun
White House is aimin the gun
World war, lotsa fun
People in a panic on the run
World war, lotsa fun
The kremlin's aimin the gun
We're pawns in the middle,
sittin ducks with no acquittal
They're gonna make us fight,
protectin oil is our right
Unlock them now on the flag deck,
Soviet bombers you're gonna net
It's breakin up the Richter scale, bombs away, they're gonna sail
No human lives stand in the way, cause we're on our way to a new clear day

Jimmy Carter ran for president again, You voted for who you want but the government won It's not a question of who can do the job, It just don't matter how much money you have! Enter World War Three, World War Three Where do I stand in this form of power, Where do I fit with this government, I have no choice! Third world war! Who are the victims? Third world war! Who are the victims? If I dont pick do I have to pay? I refuse to go theres no f__king way! Systems looking for a chance to change Dont look at me cause I'm out of your range Enter World War Three! World War Three! Where do I stand in this form of power? Where do I fit with this government? I have no choice! Third world war! Who are the victims? Third world war! Who are the victims? Don't go, don't go, don't go, don't go! I won't go, I won't go, I won't go, I won't go! Don't go, don't go, don't go, don't go! I won't go, I won't go, I won't go, I won't go! Tell 'em no!! TSOL circa 1980 or 81 Pretty much all the songs on TSOL's "black album" EP were anti-nuke anti-war and anti-government

From the chorus and first verse: Life is a Game of Business and in the end we sight (swear to god) the new and old are bought and sold and everybody thinks they're right War is a game of business a game we shouldn't play (swear to god) cause men with guns killed all our sons they blew us all away They Called it World (Paranoina!) War (it's Almost Over) 3 (Cause Nobody Hears what the People Say) Realistcally the Bombs are ready Technically, Nuclear by name Capability of total Destruction Radioactive death and flame there is talk of a firey doom prophesied since the dawn of time in a world of bloodshed, mass confusion, killer diseases, Pollution and Crime Man is in Conflict with nature and that is why there's so much sin mother nature's delicate balance will fix it so nobody wins The other verses kinda ramble, and the final verse is little too long to post, but they all pretty much go into exaggerated details of nuclear war and what is lost. In addition, it's anti-war song, as it criticizes the military-industrial complex and what happens to soldiers after the war is over.

This is a great song by a great band. I don't know all of the lyrics but the ones I do know go something like this... A bomb hits the city, all life instantly vaporized But I not so fortunate burning right before my eyes Stumbling I trip over pieces of descending flesh, Leaving a pile of smoldering humanoid mess Radiation, coming in waves, Leading me to a nuclear grave Are you ready? Will you be? Will you fight World War 3 Are you ready? Are you sure? WIll you fight World war 4?

Released 1980 or '81, I saw them on TOTP. I don't have the lyrics sorry, and can't find them online, but they included lines such as "I'll spend the four minute warning sippin' champagne with a bird on me knee"

a nuclear strike has been launched by the enemy directly at our major cities.... some of us may die, but statistically it is not likely to be you

your love is like a nuclear waste, your body is a danger to the human race they should stamp contaminated right across your face. great references to nuclear holocaust.

The approximate age that a boy can enlist in the U.S. Army is 19.

Terse account of the only nuclear warfare to actually have occurred; chorus: "Atom bomb, TNT/New disease, poor city." First single (1980) by Southern California's most enduring punk band. Chorus melody identical with another punk rock classic, the Adolescents' "Amoeba."

I'm not sure, but I've heard that this song refers to the Three Mile Island accident. The chorus goes like this,"And we don't know, Just where our bones will rest, To dust I guess, Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below"

"Everybody's got a bomb, we could all die any day"

No song list devoted to Reagan-era nuclear angst could be complete without this song.

Two minutes to midnite...the hands that threaten doom.

The song references the Doomsday Clock - which when it's Midnight means the end of the world because of the nuclear arms and the MAD theory. In September 1953 the clock reached 23:58, the closest the clock ever got to midnight. Which happened when the United States and Soviet Union tested H-bombs within nine months of one another.

This record, put together by Jerry Harrison (Talking Heads) and Bootsy Collins (P-Funk), took Ronald Reagan's infamous "blooper" from one of his radio messages -- "My fellow Americans, I'm pleased to tell you today that I've signed legislation that will outlaw Russia forever. We begin bombing in five minutes" -- and sped it up, sampled it, repeated it, all behind a hypnotic dance beat. The result showed just what kind of a demented fool the old man really was. No comment or other lyrical content was necessary. A scary, brilliant record.

This one is about nuclear war. There was even a video with missles and explosions. Cute German pop song.

You and I in a little toy shop Buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got Set them free at the break of dawn 'Til one by one they were gone Back at base, bugs in the software Flash the message, something's out there Floating in the summer sky Ninety-nine red balloons go by Ninety-nine red balloons Floating in the summer sky Panic bells, it's red alert There's something here from somewhere else The war machine springs to life Opens up one eager eye Focusing it on the sky As ninety-nine red balloons go by Ninety-nine decisions treat Ninety-nine ministers meet To worry, worry, super scurry Call out the troops now in a hurry This is what we've waited for This is it, boys, this is war The President is on the line As ninety-nine red balloons go by Neunundneunzig Kriegsminister Streichholz und Benzinkanister Hielten sich f�r schlaue Leute Witterten schon fette Beute Riefen: Krieg und wollten Macht Mann, wer h�tte das gedacht? Da� es einmal so weit kommt Wegen neunundneunzig Luftballons Neunundneunzig Luftballons Ninety-nine dreams I have had And every one a red balloon It's all over, and I'm standing pretty In the dust that was a city I could find a souvenir Just to prove the world was here Here it is, a red balloon I think of you and let it go.