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They may back down
but then he'll continue underground
Exploding and exporting
His ATOMIC means are hanging around

A chip on his shoulder as the winter gets a little colder
the lessons of before still not learned from threats still at our door
The only dream as Kim still needs to caress his Nuclear machine
Man!are we the liar or just a worn out Nation crier

Stupidity is all we know as crisises come as fast as the ocean flow
Norman Rockwell is not today's painter that would picture society
as a species violent hater
The wit of one's madness in poking fun of little dweebes
Without realizing that they may carry out their threatened  WW III deeds

How can we let go when the other worried foes wants to exploit by force to show
Mother Nature is a helpless spectator in all this BULLSH-T!!
When without really ever looking,the next minute we could very well get hit
Time is ticking with every world power's finger on that button or lever
When I turn on to the National Emergency Broadcast System
One lone voice will utter:I'M SORRY FOLKS,IT'S NOW OR NEVER!!
Little Children will lie in the streets,in ashes and remnants
Because our society has already paid the inevitable penance

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