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Life On the Mad Wheel

When all the world stood on the edge and a quivering panicking with the promise of nuclear war And altogether the enemies kept their positions built their arsenals to keep on threatening But no one really knew for sure and no one knew what for Everyone building their fallout shelters in their basements, in their gardens and their souls duck and cover detectors and defectors those rats a scurrying had everybody running to the safety of their holes Still the senseless spreading the paranoia and their governments will accuse the destroyer Ideologically divided all the arguments are forever one-sided and so humanity never stands together If we can't resolve this high-flown political problem with their fingers poised over the war-machines button global obliteration yes its got be the final solution ! Mutually Assured Destruction ! But then there's no one left to spend their cash no one left to clean up their mess and there's no one there to save them from the fallout's radiation when it comes Round and round the wheel we keep on turning a different story but its just as menacing Find an economic solution to the global problem of controlling the planetary population Another way to implement segregation and prove their supremacy to themselves find another way to turn this paradise into hell Another way to turn them each and everyone and make the enemy of themselves another way to spin it all and turn them round and around our wheel But no one really knows for sure and no one really understands what the wheel is for And everyone hears the media sirens warning danger with fear as the threat is coming and now you'll need a microscope to see how invisible ICBM's can really be With their fingers poised over the war-machines button Mutually Assured Profit is now the solution and everyone believes a needles tip will be the only way to solve the problem And now all the lies are calling you for a truce just to keep you distanced from the truth as the whole world stands a quivering on the edge the wheels been turned and the weapons arsenals have returned

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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