They eat their young — текст песни (Overkill)

Living through another Cuba
it`s 1961 again and we are piggy in the middle
while war is polishing his drum and peace plays second fiddle
Russia and America are at each other`s throats
but don`t you cry
just on your knees and pray, and while you`re
down there, kiss your arse goodbye
We`re the bulldog on the fence
while others play their tennis overhead
it`s hardly love all and somebody might
wind up red or dead
pour some oil on the water quick
it doesn`t really matter where from
he love me, he loves me not
he`s pulling fins from an atom bomb
This phenomenon happens every 20 years or so
if they`re not careful your watch won`t be the
only thing with a radioactive glow
I`ll stick my fingers in my ears
and hope they make it up before too late
if we get through this lot alright
they`re due for replay, 1998