i woke up this morning, looked out my window   and guess just what i saw   a little black mushroom now forming   but its ok, i guess we're never gonna get along   are we ever?   you know there's no time left for us   no time for love no time for lust   no fussing no fighting no crying tonight   one two give it to me said   watching the bombs as they impact on your street   i said its over and out again   its three years until i'm twenty-four   and i don't wanna die in a nuclear war   we build the weapons while our children starve   oh we gonna recognize