Christy Moore-Hiroshima- Nagasaki- Russian- Roulette-HQ They dropped the bomb in '45 to end the World War. No one had ever seen such a terrible sight before. The world looked on with eyes awide to see where it might lead. The politics of power passed around the seed. It was a time to remember that we never can forget. They were playing Hiroshima Nagasaki Russian Roulette. They rose up like the saviours of our modern human race With radiation haloes 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. Deep down inside the bunkers of the concrete and the lead, Einstein's disciples working steadily ahead, Making heavy-metal power plants to fire the city lights All you hear in the underground is the humming through the night. The walls of tight security circle all around Where they spill out their poison and they bury it in the ground. Holed up in the harbours, 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 ...


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