To the north of Kathmandu

There's tiny children sniffing glue

Like losers in a Michael Winner script

It's got a BMX certificate

And somewhere in the opening shots

By the wino in the cardboard box

A madman cornered by police

Puts a Smith and Wesson between his teeth



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And meanwhile in the butcher's shop

Another turkey gets the chop

Outside there's a blazing sun

It's a perfect day to drop the bomb



Everybody say war

Everybody say radiation



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