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I wonder what everyone will say
on that last and final day
when the bomb has burst
and the sky's ablaze
the sun disappeared
in that deathly haze
of Nuclear Dust

I think I left the iron on
Do you think this will take long?
Did you put the dogs away
Shall we bow our heads and pray
Is there any point in making dinner?
There goes Mary, she looks a bit thinner
than when I saw her last

I forgot to close my Bank Account
Let's go to town and have a drink
It may be our last
Maybe we should wait till rush hour
has passed, I need to stop and think
This could just bring us together
as a nation 
If we don't all die of Irradiation

I think we should all bow and to pray
This suspension is going
feel the car sway
The Stock Market has tumbled before
whatever we've lost we're sure to regain
if it's not all destroyed by acid rain
Shall we see a show, the cinema's close by
We are so convince we shall not die

And die we did when the air grew chill
Irradiation can make you ill
It can also kill and make you feel lowly
Very slowly

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