WORDS: BIAFRA. MUSIC: NOMEANSNO)



Nuclear satellites

Thrown up in space

Will all burn out some day

Guess where they'll crash



We've been lucky so far

Every toy up there

Is another Chernobyl

Waiting to happen



Why?



Space shuttle blew up again

People drop dead

News says "DON'T WORRY"

Then the truth comes out



Since 1988

Every shuttle in space

Has carried 46

Pounds of plutonium



Why?

I don't know

I'm scared to care



Enough plutonium

That if it blows

The fallout cancer

Could kill 5 billion people



So now it's over

It's really over

Space junk in the street

Irradiated atmosphere



Fallout covers the earth

Greenhouse so hot we fry

Six months, maybe years

We all know we'll die



So - what matters now?

NOTHING matters now

Imagine what would happen

If everyone on earth

Realized this at once



Gonna go loot stores!

Piss anywhere!

Break into peoples houses

Play with their underwear

Strew all my prizes in the street

You can't take it with you

Nothing left to do

But go home

And bolt the doors



Why?



Let's curl up real close

And tell each other

All the things we still don't know

About our lives



Why?



Falling space junk in the streets

Radiation in the air

Nothing left that's safe to eat

The sky is melting

And I want my mommy.





JESUS WAS A TERRORIST

WORDS & MUSIC: BIAFRA



Jesus was a terrorist

Enemy of the state

That's what the Romans labeled him

So he was put to death



He died for his beliefs

What's changed today?



Today bible-thumping cannibals

Reap money from his name

Buy cable networks & power

With old ladies' checks



If Jesus saw Pat Robertson

What do you think he'd say?



Tax-free they re-write our laws

And sick 'em on you

Women don't control their bodies

TV preachers do



Censor everything from bathing suits

To science books

From the schoolroom to the bedroom

They want our thoughts - or else



They treat us like the Romans

Used to treat the Christians

Even some churchgoing folks are scared



Modern catacombs of fear

Built with money, power and threats

Rock'n'roll is labeled porn

Sell a record, you're under arrest



Instead of fighting AIDS

They try to stop us having sex

They brag that they won't quit

Til they take dominion over our lives



Is freedom of speech such a terrorist act

Is spiritual peace such a satanic threat

Believe what you want

But we'll fight to keep

Out heads from being cemented in your sand