Nuclear Winter

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    Tank up with fumes, let the dial hit the red
    Fires at the dawn of the city's edge
    Ripping up roads, making like the dead
    Long lost friendships hanging the wind
    Rag-tag scarecrows blown in the snow
    Abandoned buildings row by row
    All the colours of grey in a fall-out fog
    The human country lit up like a cross

    Oh, what the future holds
    There's no future
    Oh, what the future hides
    There's no future
    Oh, what the future holds
    There's no future
    Oh, what the future hides
    There's no future

    We could be an army, we could dig a grave
    We're hot on the heels of an atomic wave
    Kicking up dust on a bright dead Sun
    You light a cigarette, I'll bring the guns
    Nowhere to go, waiting to come
    Itching as the cold pressure turns us on
    A fugitive-hunger clatter of bones
    Bringing the sound of the bomb-blast home

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    Into the nuclear winter
    Nuclear
    Nuclear winter!
    Into the nuclear winter
    Nuclear
    Nuclear winter!

    Frost cloaks the backs of the shuffling souls
    As they moan through the smog with an eerie drawl
    Palace of pale white ancient scars
    Entombed glacial quilted cars
    The cold desert drift, diamond flesh
    You'll only see as far as your hand will stretch
    Limbs shake with fear of the nuclear blues
    Here a man has to learn how to loose

    Oh, what the future holds
    There's no future
    Oh, what the future hides
    There's no future
    Oh, what the future holds
    There's no future
    Oh, what the future hides
    There's no future

    Into the nuclear winter
    Nuclear
    Nuclear winter!
    Into the nuclear winter
    Nuclear
    Nuclear winter!

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