Nuclear Warhead

Whale meat again under the sun

Every twelve minutes and another one's gone

His meat's in your make-up, his flesh is on your lips

As a nuclear warhead explodes in his hips

Scientists are saying : 'Now we've got to do something soon'

But sitting around talking about it ain't gonna stop that harpoon

Oh, whale meat again, when will it end ?

Not 'til everything is dead, alright

Woman's in labour, she screams at the sky

Somebody take this pain away, I'm gonna lay here and die

The doctor rushes in, puts a needle in her skin

And says : 'Oh, come on now, you really must try'

If you go slowly, then you won't be lonely

But everybody keeps on rushing around

It's bringing me down, hey

Mr. Politician, can't you see ?

You're gonna kill everything including you and me

So while you're talking in your expensive clothes

I think somebody might just shove something up your nose

The whale boats are sailing, tonight they'll be whaling

Oh, there gonna be frying tonight, out of sight

Oh, beauty, all the love

Oh, God, if you're really up above

Do something now

Oh, do something now