And as the low aggress the high
All you can do is sit and cry
You've only got yourself to blameDon'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 sayHey! 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 bombTake one hundred scientists or more
Place in a room and lock the door
Let them confer for half their livesUnlock 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 styleAlthough our future's looking black
We'll go downtown and join the pack
Let's celebrate and vapourize
Songwriters
GREGORY, GLENN / WARE, MARTYN / MARSH, IAN CRAIGPublished by
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