The Floating World

Oh yeah, critical mass
Detonation countdown, July 16th, 1945
This is how we learned to fear the bomb
And wonder how we'd all ever make it out alive

And it's a strange love to love such a strange thing
You know I can't say I feel the same
And it's irony to me that a burning sensation
Means a world so cold it freezes your brain

Oh, pile the skulls up
There must be a million or more
We'll pile the skulls on bones and ashes
There must be a million or more

Oh, bury the dead now
There must be a million or more
We'll bury the dead 'neath bones and ashes
There must be a million or more

Listen up now, governments may create a world of hate
In which we have to live and breathe every day
Fallout and radiation sickness
Spread pollution through the myriad waste

Building their weapons of death and mass destruction
Meting out the justice by megaton
Can we forget the Chernobyl devastation
And remember the uranium gone?

Oh, pile the skulls up
There must be a million or more
We'll pile the skulls on bones and ashes
There must be a million or more

Oh, bury the dead now
There must be a million or more
We'll bury the dead 'neath bones and ashes
There must be a million or more

One world or none
There's gotta be one world or none
There's gotta be one world or none
There's gotta be one world, one world where we can

One world or none
There's gotta be one world or none
There's gotta be one world or none
There's gotta be one world, one world where we can

Oh, pile the skulls up
There must be a million or more
We'll pile the skulls on bones and ashes
There must be a million or more

Oh, bury the dead now
There must be a million or more
We'll bury the dead 'neath bones and ashes
There must be a million or more