Song | Old Man Atom |
Artist | The Sons of the Pioneers |
Album | Uncut Magazine - 2008.01 - Give Peace A Chance! |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
I'm gonna preach you all a sermon | |
About Old Man Atom, that's me | |
I don't mean the Adam in the Bible datum | |
I don't mean the Adam that Mother Eve elated | |
I mean that thing that science liberated | |
The thing that Einstein says he's scared of | |
And when Einstein's scared | |
Brother, you'd better be scared | |
If you're scared of the atom, here's what's you gotta do | |
You gotta gather all the people in the world with you | |
â€~Cause if you don't get together and do it | |
Well, first thing you know I'm gonna blow this world plum too | |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
Now life used to be such a simple joy | |
My cyclotron was just a super toy | |
And folks got born, they'd work and marry | |
And "atom" was a word in the dictionary | |
And then it happened | |
The science boys, from every clime | |
They all pitched in with overtime | |
And before they knew it | |
The thing was done | |
And they'd hitched up the power of the Golden Sun | |
And put a harness on Old Sol | |
Splittin' atoms | |
While the diplomats was splittin' hairs | |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
But the atom's here in spite of hysteria | |
Flourishes in Utah as well as Siberia | |
And whether you're a black, white, red or brown | |
The question is this, when you boil it down | |
To be or not to be, that's the question | |
The answer to it all ain't military datum | |
Like who gets there firstest with the mostest atoms | |
No, the people of the world must decide their fate | |
They gotta get together or disintegrate | |
I hold this truth to be self-evident | |
That all men may be cremated equal | |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
Yes, it's up to the people | |
â€~Cause the atoms don't care | |
You can't fence me in, I'm just like air | |
I don't give a hoot about any politics | |
Or who got what into whichever fix | |
All I want to do is sit around | |
And have my nucleus bombarded by neutrons | |
Now the moral is this, just as plain as day | |
That Old Man Atom is here to stay | |
I'm gonna stick around and that's for true | |
But, ah, my dearly beloved, are you? | |
So listen folks, here is my thesis | |
Peace in the world or the world in pieces | |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
I' m gonna preach you all a sermon | |
About Old Man Atom, that' s me | |
I don' t mean the Adam in the Bible datum | |
I don' t mean the Adam that Mother Eve elated | |
I mean that thing that science liberated | |
The thing that Einstein says he' s scared of | |
And when Einstein' s scared | |
Brother, you' d better be scared | |
If you' re scared of the atom, here' s what' s you gotta do | |
You gotta gather all the people in the world with you | |
Cause if you don' t get together and do it | |
Well, first thing you know I' m gonna blow this world plum too | |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
Now life used to be such a simple joy | |
My cyclotron was just a super toy | |
And folks got born, they' d work and marry | |
And " atom" was a word in the dictionary | |
And then it happened | |
The science boys, from every clime | |
They all pitched in with overtime | |
And before they knew it | |
The thing was done | |
And they' d hitched up the power of the Golden Sun | |
And put a harness on Old Sol | |
Splittin' atoms | |
While the diplomats was splittin' hairs | |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
But the atom' s here in spite of hysteria | |
Flourishes in Utah as well as Siberia | |
And whether you' re a black, white, red or brown | |
The question is this, when you boil it down | |
To be or not to be, that' s the question | |
The answer to it all ain' t military datum | |
Like who gets there firstest with the mostest atoms | |
No, the people of the world must decide their fate | |
They gotta get together or disintegrate | |
I hold this truth to be selfevident | |
That all men may be cremated equal | |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
Yes, it' s up to the people | |
Cause the atoms don' t care | |
You can' t fence me in, I' m just like air | |
I don' t give a hoot about any politics | |
Or who got what into whichever fix | |
All I want to do is sit around | |
And have my nucleus bombarded by neutrons | |
Now the moral is this, just as plain as day | |
That Old Man Atom is here to stay | |
I' m gonna stick around and that' s for true | |
But, ah, my dearly beloved, are you? | |
So listen folks, here is my thesis | |
Peace in the world or the world in pieces | |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
I' m gonna preach you all a sermon | |
About Old Man Atom, that' s me | |
I don' t mean the Adam in the Bible datum | |
I don' t mean the Adam that Mother Eve elated | |
I mean that thing that science liberated | |
The thing that Einstein says he' s scared of | |
And when Einstein' s scared | |
Brother, you' d better be scared | |
If you' re scared of the atom, here' s what' s you gotta do | |
You gotta gather all the people in the world with you | |
Cause if you don' t get together and do it | |
Well, first thing you know I' m gonna blow this world plum too | |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
Now life used to be such a simple joy | |
My cyclotron was just a super toy | |
And folks got born, they' d work and marry | |
And " atom" was a word in the dictionary | |
And then it happened | |
The science boys, from every clime | |
They all pitched in with overtime | |
And before they knew it | |
The thing was done | |
And they' d hitched up the power of the Golden Sun | |
And put a harness on Old Sol | |
Splittin' atoms | |
While the diplomats was splittin' hairs | |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
But the atom' s here in spite of hysteria | |
Flourishes in Utah as well as Siberia | |
And whether you' re a black, white, red or brown | |
The question is this, when you boil it down | |
To be or not to be, that' s the question | |
The answer to it all ain' t military datum | |
Like who gets there firstest with the mostest atoms | |
No, the people of the world must decide their fate | |
They gotta get together or disintegrate | |
I hold this truth to be selfevident | |
That all men may be cremated equal | |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini | |
Yes, it' s up to the people | |
Cause the atoms don' t care | |
You can' t fence me in, I' m just like air | |
I don' t give a hoot about any politics | |
Or who got what into whichever fix | |
All I want to do is sit around | |
And have my nucleus bombarded by neutrons | |
Now the moral is this, just as plain as day | |
That Old Man Atom is here to stay | |
I' m gonna stick around and that' s for true | |
But, ah, my dearly beloved, are you? | |
So listen folks, here is my thesis | |
Peace in the world or the world in pieces | |
Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini |