Home watching Star Trek, everything's okay

Little do I know, Soviet missiles are on the way

The bastards set loose the war dogs Tyr and Loki

Weatherman's predicting rain, but fire it'll be

Minutemen launching

Air sirens haunting

Warheads detonating – cremating!

I'm living at Ground Zero

I'm dying at Ground Zero

I'm burning at Ground Zero

I'm frying at Ground Zero

From my bed I hear the sirens screaming of foreboding

Populace escaping, highways overloading

Bridge is down, tunnel's flooded, only got six minutes

Head between my legs, I kiss my balls goodbye: they're finished!

MXs blasting

Skyscrapers crashing

Fallout liberated – we're wasted!

I'm living at Ground Zero

I'm dying at Ground Zero

I'm burning at Ground Zero

I'm frying at Ground Zero

Jesus! I beg of thee! Don't take my life!

Return me to the womb from which I was torn!

Birth is a sin, and the punishment is death

I wish you had left me unborn!

I shit my pants as I wait for the reaper, lie in foetal position

Tears stream down my cheeks as I call for my mother, say an act of contrition

We'll fight this war with germs and atoms, destroy our only home

Our mutated descendants battle the next with sticks and stones

[Guitar Solo]

Are we not savages, innately destined to maim and kill?

Blame it on the environment, heredity or evolution: we're still responsible

Our intelligence may progress at geometric rates

Yet socially we remain belligerent neonates