Oh my god   There's millions of them!      I've seen a fire start in Frisco   The day that the earth quaked   I've seen buildings a-blazing   Throwing up in flames      I heard men, women and children   Crying out to their god for mercy   But their god didn't listen   So they were burned alive      They went down, down, deep underground   In the great disaster      I was hanging out in Berlin   In the year one thousand nine hundred and thirty nine   I've seen Hitler's storm troopers   March right across the Maginot line      I've seen two world wars   I've seen men send rockets out into space   I foresee a holocaust   An angel of death descending to destroy the human race      Down, down, deep underground   A great disaster      In the sixteenth century there was a French philosopher   By the name of Nostradamus   Who prophesied that in the late twentieth century   An angel of death shall waste this land      A Holocaust the likes of which   This planet had never seen   Now, I ask you   Do you believe this to be true?      I was standing by the bedside   The night that my father died   He was crying out in pain   To his god he said, "have mercy, mercy!"      His body was riddled with a disease   Unknown to man so he expected no cure   But before he died that night   He was lost, insane      He went down, down, deep underground   A great disaster      You'll go down, down, deep underground   A great disaster