Every cloud has a nuclear lining
The dark sky in the East
Those without a shelter, whining
At the face of the beast
Red sky at night
Is now no ones delight
Get ready for the feast
While the poor count their blessings
And the rich count their money
Red Sky At NightEvery cloud has a nuclear lining The dark sky in the East Those without a shelter, whining At the face of the beast Red sky at night Is now no ones delight Get ready for the feast While the poor count their blessings And the rich count their money |