Weapons of Mass Destruction

What a plaything can you offer me today?

An obscure body in the S-K system, your majesty

The inhabitants refer to it as the planet Earth

How peaceful it looks

Most infective, your majesty

We'll destroy this Earth later

I like to play with things while

Before annihilation

Kill a beat, open down this honey comb

Kill a, kill a, kill a

Kill a, kill a, kill a

Kill a, kill a, kill a

Kill a, kill a, kill a

Kill a, kill a, kill a

Kill a, kill a, kill a

Kill a, kill a, kill a

Kill a beat

Down this honey comb

Kill a beat

Down this honey comb

Honeycomb, honeycomb, honeycomb, honeycomb

Honeycomb, honeycomb, honeycomb, honeycomb

It's no fun to think about a nuclear bomb attack

It's no fun to talk about it

It's difficult for an American to imagine the enemy ravaging our cities

And lush green country side

An enemy who desires to bury us

Yet, think about it, we must

Talk about it, we must

Imagine it, we must

Act, we must

And act