Some friends and I have worked for years in deepest secrecy The work went on around the clock and I look for a treat We've built the perfect weapon, we're unveiling it today It turns the tanks to butter, but the people walk away.
The bomb, the bomb, we finally built the perfect bomb It's impossible to stop, I can hardly wait to drop The bomb, the bomb, we finally built the perfect bomb I'll tell you what I'm counting on, the bomb, the bomb
The blast extends for miles and it doesn't harm a soul Every missile warhead turns into a lump of coal The guns all turn to licorice, the knives all break in two The grenades are filled with flowers, colored red and white and Blue.
CHORUS The wonders of our perfect bomb are very strange to tell It doesn't only change the guns, it changes hearts as well An instant of exposure to its penetrating ray Will turn a Yassar Arafat into a Danny Kay
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But perhaps its greatest feature, its happiest surprise Is the way our perfect weapon searches out the meanest lies It captures them completely, and before the bomb is through Every word a politician says is absolutely true
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I'll tell you what I'm counting on, the bomb, the bomb.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
